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The Blood of Jesus
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By Gary James Smith
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THE BLOOD OF JESUS


 


The blood of Jesus cleanseth still


Since it was shed on Calvary's hill


All power in that blessed name


Who takes away sin's darkest stain


Who clothes us in God's righteousness 


And gives His Spirit for us to bless


 


The blood of Jesus was sufficient


Perfect blood...no sin in it


Virgin birth without a man


Sacrificial offering Lamb


Willingly He died for all


The babe born in a lowly stall


 


The blood of Jesus forgives foes


For up from the grave He arose


He took death...sin's penalty


And made a way for you and me


Now to God be reconciled


When you become a believing child


 


The blood of Jesus covers sin


And brings abiding peace within


When we repent with contrite heart


Blessings from Him begin their start


O praise you Lord..O thank you God


That Jesus shed His precious blood!


 


Copyright April 1 2015 7:00 pm


 


Gary James Smith 


 


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Submitted: Thursday, April 2, 2015

Last Updated: Thursday, April 2, 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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