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I Never Tire Of Hearing
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By Gary James Smith
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I never tire of hearing
The gospel when it's preached
I wait in anticipation of
The souls that it has reached
His word does not return unto Him void
It accomplishes God's blest will
The Holy Spirit bears witness too
There's power in it's preaching still

All the power in Heaven and earth
Is given unto Christ
He has authority to send us forth
To preach the Word of Life
May ears hear and blind eyes see
As to Who He really is
The Son of God come forth to save
And give His righteousness

Repent my friend and call upon Him
You will find in Him relief
Forgiveness for all your past sin
Conditional upon belief
All the condemnation removed
Because we are in the Lord
Such wondrous news to have ears hear
It's the message in God's Word!

Copyright November 22 2018 8:07PM

Gary James Smith p

 


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Submitted: Saturday, November 24, 2018

Last Updated: Sunday, November 25, 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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