Withholding Nothing Poem by Anthony Raymond

Withholding Nothing



I’ve written many poems and meditations, trying to find the right words to give the Lord some humble glory. Today, after shoveling snow for many hours, I sat down and turned on the TV. Flicking through the channels, I listened in awe when I heard a Pastor singing these words.

I surrender my life to you, withholding nothing….withholding nothing (Repeated)

Simplicity, as only a Brother could sing glory to the Lord. Today I learned that it’s not the volume of words….It’s the words. God bless you Pastor!

Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: brother,snow,today,words
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