A Pure Heart
I would like to share one of my favourite Welsh songs with you. There are loads of different versions on the net but I think it is best sung by a male voice choir so here is a nice version for you to try. The translation in the centre of the picture is a little hard to read so I’ve copied it out below.
I don’t ask for a luxurious life
The world’s gold or its fine pearls
I ask for a happy heart
An honest heart, a pure heart
A pure heart full of goodness
Is fairer than the pretty lily
None but a pure heart can sing
Sing in the day & sing in the night
Evening and morning, my wish
Rising to heaven on the wing of song
For God, for the sake of my Saviour
To give me a pure heart…
‘Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God’ (Mt 5:8).
The heart in Hebrew psychology is the seat of thought and will rather than of emotion. The pure heart, we may therefore say, is one in which the ‘citadel of the mind’ (a Buddhist phrase) has been cleansed and the will stabilised. When this state is reached, according to the Hindu-Buddhist tradition, God is already present within the human consciousness… what is promised to the pure in heart does not come as a subsequent reward – which is probably its Christian eschatological meaning – but is the other side of the coin, the complement, of the purity itself. Bring the mind into the requisite condition, and God who is already there as the divine ‘ground’ of our being, is blissfully realised.
Excerpt from “Contemplative Christianity” by Aelred Graham