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Leave Your Stress and Be Blessed
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By Gary James Smith
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LEAVE YOUR STRESS AND BE BLESSED

The Great Physician has a prescription
Leave your stress and be blessed
Casting all of your cares upon Him
Who died for you no less
Don't let anxiety or panic attacks
Disrupt throughout your day
But in everything with a thanksgiving heart
Turn to Him and pray

For He is closer than any brother
That may be at hand
Always having your interests at heart
He truly does understand
Wouldn't you think that the Creator
Who gave you a heart and mind
Would be characteristic of anything other
Than wholeness and loving and kind

So leave your stress and be blessed
Rush to your closet of prayer
Trust in the loving arms of a Father
Who reaches us everywhere
Who gives a most attentive ear
To those suffering deep distress
Take every burden unto the Lord
Leave your stress and be blessed!

Copyright March 9. 2017. 4:37AM

Gary James Smith
 


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Submitted: Friday, March 10, 2017

Last Updated: Saturday, March 11, 2017

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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