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Keep My Soul on Fire
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By Gary James Smith
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KEEP MY SOUL ON FIRE


 


Lord I don't want spurts of compassion 


Please let the faucets flow


Give me sincere heartfelt passion


To reach another soul


Whatever it takes, whatever it takes


To fall in line with this


Make it plain to these dry eyes 


So they may not be tearless


 


As You looked over Jerusalem 


Silently, alone and wept


May I in my calling place


Take that faithfilled step


To reach the lost, to reach the lost


May it echo in my ears


Dispel thoughts that are otherwise


Dispel those common fears


 


For You alone art ...might and power 


And in Your name I pray


Place upon this burdened heart


Some soul to lead Your way


In prayer I'll be, in prayer I'll be


To meet this end's desire


Warm my heart to own this cause


Keep my soul on fire......!


 


Copyright January 18 2015 9:45 pm


 


Gary James Smith 


 


 


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Submitted: Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Last Updated: Tuesday, January 20, 2015

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca


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