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Praise God I Was Led
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By Gary James Smith
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Praise God I Was Led

Praise God I was led to Calvary
And there I found relief
My sins were a heavy burden on me
But became weightless upon belief
He became my sin bearer
He who knew no sin
And unbelievably offers forgiveness
When we place our trust in Him

Jesus paid it all
For every single one
How precious is that blood
Shed by Christ the Son
And still that fountain is flowing
There's room at the Cross for you
Come.... repent... and be set free
You'll enjoy Salvation too!

My Redeemer lives hallelujah
What rejoicing in that name
When they sought Him.... An empty tomb!
What a message to proclaim
The thought of death a shallow memory
We are saved by grace through faith... praise God
He is alive! He has arisen!
Behold Him! The Written and Living Word!

Copyright March 29 2018 9:13am

Gary James Smith




 


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Submitted: Thursday, March 29, 2018

Last Updated: Thursday, March 29, 2018

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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