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My Hidden Source
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By Gary James Smith
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MY HIDDEN SOURCE

My hidden source of strength
Is found within the Lord
Who gives increase of grace each day
According to His Word

His love has left an impression
He abides within my soul
That sweet assurance by His Spirit
How it delights me so

O blessed " Rock of Ages"
The " Chief," the " Cornerstone"
Who needs none other for support
My God...He stands alone

To every heart that's needy
He'll hear your humble cry
He's been waiting all along
He hears each sinner's sigh

Make haste to know that Master
Who calms the fiercest sea
Who still can say "peace be still"
With full authority

What power in Resurrection
He's risen from the grave
Seek ye that Lord while He may be found
For He has power to save!

Copyright December 2 2015 4:17AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Thursday, December 3, 2015

Last Updated: Friday, December 4, 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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