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He That Glorieth
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By Gary James Smith
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He That Glorieth

He that glorieth
Let Him glory in the Lord
For Christ is our everything 
Epitomized in His threefold office
As prophet...as priest...and as King
Hanging there in Crucifixion power
Then rising as our Resurrection 
Providing for us an eternal hope
Beyond all human expectation

Behold the God-man Jesus Christ
The very Word becoming flesh
Offering Salvation to repentant sinner's 
In the giving of His own flesh
Who took the death we could not take
Because we were unholy
And offered up a sinless sacrifice 
Holy, holy, holy!

I glory in that revelation
Christ now liveth in me
And His Spirit constantly bears witness
That I'm set for eternity
What love of God in Jesus Christ
Beyond all imagination 
Yet it's true! It's really true...
He's the Author of Salvation!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright February 2  2020  2:05 PM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Sunday, February 2, 2020

Last Updated: Monday, February 3, 2020

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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