I Have No Gift to Bring Fit for a King

Mark at YS Marko describes experiencing God in the midst of what he thought would be hokey.

His congregation was singing the Little Drummer Boy, and when they got to this verse, it was surprisingly beautiful.

Little baby
Pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too
Pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring
Pa rum pum pum pum
That’s fit to give our King
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum
Shall I play for you
Pa rum pum pum pum
On my drum

Mark notes that the song changes when we sing the lyrics in the first person and not about a fictional character. None of us has a gift we bring that's fit for a king. All we can do is our modest best.

The next verse is...

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,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum
Then he smiled at me
Pa rum pa pum pum
Me and my drum

No matter what I have, even if its the ability to play a little drum, when I play it for Jesus, he smiles at me.

Thanks Mark for shedding new light on an old tune, and thanks to all of my percussive friends for making a joyful noise.