The Purest Place

Paint me with Your purity
That I'd attract Your majesty
When others boast in fame and gold
The purest place is where I'll go

The purest place I will draw near
Do what it takes to keep me here
In the center of Your heart
The purest place is where You are

It's not with masses, not with kings
Not in these songs, or offerings
Not in this life, or what it brings
The purest place is You my King

If there's such thing as too beautiful
If there's such things as too wonderful
If there's such thing as too marvelous
Jesus it's You, Jesus it's You

It's You my King,
It's You my King
The purest place, is You my King

The Purest Place. Watermark.

I pray with confidence knowing that if this is the cry of your heart He promises to meet you. The purest place is with our King. Oh that your heart cries out in desperation - to be filled, to be washed, to be saturated, to be known. Draw near.

On the way to work today, I was listening to a cd that Lisa gave us... Watermark is a familiar tune in my car, but today this song came on and as I heard the line, "The purest place is You my King," my heart (and eyes) welled up with tears. It's like everything became clear. He is the purest thing we can experience. His purity within us - in everyway. The purest love, the purest pursuit of your heart, the purest kindness and goodness, the purest justice. He is the purest place. Oh don't you feel him drawing your heart near! I pray you are as blessed as I.