🎵 EMPTY BUCKETS
Verse 1
I’ve emptied all the buckets bare,
Waited through the night’s despair,
Sweat my soul to climb the hill,
Cried as patience fought my will.
I’ve drained the bottles, old and dry,
Drunk the liquor, watched time fly,
Waiting, anxious, drowning slow,
For second chances that may flow.
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Pre-Chorus
And they say,
“Be grateful, tools in hand,
When it rains, it pours as planned…”
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Chorus
Blessings fall like steady streams,
As you deserve, or so it seems.
Yet here I stand, uphill once more,
With empty buckets, hope runs poor.
No drops of rain to quench my thirst,
Still I’m standing through the worst.
Though the clouds have passed me by,
I keep my buckets to the sky.
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Verse 2
Whatever God may judge or deem,
My worth is found within the stream.
These buckets won’t stay empty long,
My heart stays clear, my spirit strong.
I’ve learned that waiting shapes the soul,
Even when the rivers stall.
Faith is not the rain I see,
It’s the hope that carries me.
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Chorus
Blessings fall like steady streams,
As you deserve, or so it seems.
Yet here I stand, uphill once more,
With empty buckets, hope runs poor.
No drops of rain to quench my thirst,
Still I’m standing through the worst.
Though the clouds have passed me by,
I keep my buckets to the sky.
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Bridge
So keep your buckets ready, sure,
For when it rains, blessings pour.
Don’t be left with empty hands,
Trust the timing life commands.
Maybe storms are gathering still,
Beyond the valley, past the hill.
What seems empty isn’t gone,
The rain remembers where it’s from.
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Final Chorus
Blessings fall like steady streams,
Greater than our smallest dreams.
And when the heavens finally sing,
Empty buckets start to ring.
No drops are wasted, none are lost,
Every season bears its cost.
So I’ll stand beneath the sky,
With open hands and lifted eyes.
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Outro
These buckets won’t stay empty long…
My heart stays clear…
My spirit strong…