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If you haven’t heard of Plumb then you will really enjoy this! The song I picked today is Drifting by Plumb and she has such a great voice, it is so pure and beautiful and the lyrics are always deep. I could write a long paragraph saying how great this song is but I have actually found a trailer for the song, which is the first video you see. The trailer talks a little about what the song is about and how we are all not alone. Hope you enjoy!

Drifting by Plumb 

There’s a sea of lonely,
Swimming sad,
Looking just for
An arm to grab.
I don’t need to
Understand.
I’m just lending you
The two that I have.

[Chorus:]
You might be drifting
And can’t find the shore,
So Hopeless
And all alone.
The waves are crashing
All around you.
Just when you’ve lost the will to live
You see the sun.

[Verse 2:]
Can we make a searchlight
From all the bridges that we burn?
Do you see a rescue
Or a deeper kind of hurt?
Who could love you?
Who could hold you?
I’d swim across the sea.
You don’t have to be alone
Where the shallow gets so deep.

[Chorus:]

[Bridge:]
I am hurt and nearly drown.
Open up your eyes.
I cry for help. You turn around.
Open up your eyes.
Farther from the shore,
Or you’ll be farther from the shore.
I am hurt and nearly drown.
You’re not alone.
I cry for help. You turn around.
I’m not letting go.
Farther from the shore,
So you’re not
Farther from the shore.

[Chorus:]

We sing this song every year at my church during the Christmas services. I love this song! It is a great example that the heart behind the gift is what truly matters, not the gift itself. One of the lines in the song mentions that the boy has no gift to bring, so the he plays his drum. The heart behind the gift is what truly matters, I believe that to be so for gifts we give to each other as well as the gift we give God when we worship Him. If our heart isn’t there then it doesn’t really matter what gift we are bringing.

Little Drummer Boy by Jars of Clay

Come, they told me (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
A newborn king to see (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
Our finest gifts we bring (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
To lay before the king (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum) [x3]
So, to honor Him (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
When we come

Little baby (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
I am a poor boy too (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
I have no gifts to bring (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
That’s fit to give a king (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum) [x3]
Shall I play for you (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
On my drum?

Mary nodded (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
The ox and lamb kept time (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
I played my drum for Him (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
I played my best for Him (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum) [x3]
Then, He smiled at me (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
Me and my drum