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There's Power In The Holy Ghost
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By Gary James Smith
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There's Power In The Holy Ghost

There's power in the Holy Ghost
There's power in the Word
To give us faith to believe
When the gospel message was heard
To trust a Saviour we never knew
Who died that we might live
Who loved the world so very much
His own dear life did give

A Son who loved His Father so
And was obedient unto death
To give to us a blessed hope
Eternal life as our existing breath
We know in Whom we have believed
Our faith is our reality
For whomsoever believes on Christ
Has the Son Who can make one free

It's so hard to put into words
How faith can be expressed
But hallelujahs and praise the Lords
Probably sum it up the best
From a heart that's been made clean
To know Him as Immanuel
We have a Saviour Who redeems
And who can save a soul from Hell!

Copyright July 3 2018 3:10am

Gary James Smith





 


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Submitted: Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, July 4, 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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