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No Parallel
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By Gary James Smith
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No Parallel

No parallel for Jesus Christ
He was definitely one of a kind
A Saviour for the whole wide world
Who identified with His Creation as only a Creator can
Who took our condemnation
The complete punishment for it all
And bore it's pain most willingly
To offer us Salvation's call

Who knew death had a Victor
For He was Lord of all
And offered up a complete redemption
To whomsoever on Him would call
Alive, available, accessible
Come to know Him today
May I point you to the direction of
The life...the truth...and the way!

No parallel for Jesus Christ
Pardon me for my abruption
But none other name under heaven is given
To facilitate sin's disruption
If ever there was any other hope
Then I"d point you to him my brother
Praise God there's no parallel for Jesus Christ
For Salvation is in none other!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright August 12, 2019. 8:56 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Monday, August 12, 2019

Last Updated: Tuesday, August 13, 2019

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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