Come they told me
A new born King to see,
Our finest gifts we bring
To lay before the King
So to honor Him
When we come.
Little Baby
I am a poor boy too
A new born King to see,
Our finest gifts we bring
To lay before the King
So to honor Him
When we come.
Little Baby
I am a poor boy too
I have no gift to bring
That's fit to give our King
Shall I play for you!
On my drum.
Mary nodded
The ox and lamb kept time
I played my drum for Him
I played my best for Him
Then He smiled at me
Me and my drum.
That's fit to give our King
Shall I play for you!
On my drum.
Mary nodded
The ox and lamb kept time
I played my drum for Him
I played my best for Him
Then He smiled at me
Me and my drum.
We are all like the Little Drummer Boy, without a gift fit to give a king, much less the King of Kings! What a message of merciful, gracious acceptance! What gift is greater than to be accepted by God in our poor state, that He would smile upon our pathetic gestures! May our gifts be without pride as we offer ourselves freely to Jesus Christ. If by God's grace you have a drum or have a voice to sing, won't you use it to praise and thank Him today and always?
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