Empty your hands

Empty your hands

by Joel Howard, a poem 

When we are lost and feeling empty or alone 

our tendency is to grip the only fear we each know

let us hold not to our pride inside 

but let go and choose in Him to confide! 

O weary sinner come with me 

When the world gives you its worry and demands

come into God's throneroom and empty your hands! 

Come to His presence and empty your hands!