WordChimes poetry chimes
Chime Of The Day
Poetry Chimes
Newest Poems
Featured Poet
Poet Chimers
Child Chimes
Blog
Chime Links
ENC--Class of '55
WordChimes Founder Quentin Clingerman
Contact Us
 
 
 

Thank God for My Job
Viewed Last 24 Hours: 0 time

By Gary James Smith
Other Poems by Gary James Smith



I THANK GOD FOR MY JOB


 


I thank God for my job


The hours just pass away


I can enjoy my Saviour 


Who's with me all the way


His song within my heart


Sometimes it must be sung!


I cannot contain the gladness


It's like a spring has sprung


Welling up within me


The cleansing healing power


A soul redeemed and satisfied


Every waking  hour


Daily I look forward too


Lord make my life a blessing


May it reach a needy soul


And get their tongue confessing


Their need of joy that can't  be bought


But paid for by another


Spirit take Thy Word convict


Make someone a brother!


 


Copyright February 10 2015  10:15 pm


 


Gary James Smith 


 


 


Timely Comments on this Poem

No comments currently exist for this poem.

Submit Your Comment

(will be kept private)
Comment:



Please enter the code above into the box below:


Submitted: Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 11, 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


Other Poems by Gary James Smith

Currently Playing:


[Add Your Poem]

[Chime Of The Day] [Poetry Chimes] [New Chimes] [Poet Chimers] [Blog] [Chime Links] [ENC--Class of '55] [Home]