Pure, this must be, it has to be   Pure, let's make this pure   (Do you mean it?) Yes I do   (Then let's sing it) Certainly, but   First bare your hearts and cleanse your souls   (And then?) Let's try and make this precious, like this   Let's make this precious   We're striving over here   (Ever nearer?) I think so   (Visions clearer) of course, of course   But still we must forsake all to win   (All temptation?) everything (for salvation?) now you're talking   Then let this apply to all we do   (And then?) Our striving will guide us   And somehow I think that we'll win   Let's make this precious   First let's hear somebody sing me a record   That cries pure and true   No not those guitars. They're too noisy and crude   The kind that convinces refuses to leave   There's no need to turn it up   If it's pure I'll feel it from here   Let's make this precious, (I think we probably will)   Let's make this precious, (I think we probably will)