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Dynamite
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By Gary James Smith
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Dynamite

Dynamite the work of God
When the Spirit moves in power
Men and women under conviction
During the preaching of the hour
The Word of God front and centre
And the recipients in the pews
The Spirit of God doing His work
At the hearing of good news

Dynamite because of preparatory work
That others have fused by prayer
A unifying of many hearts and minds
To see reviving in the air
And all get in for all get out
For we've been to Calvary
We know the true joy of repentance
When we became believers savingly

O Dynamite!... Send it Lord!
Send a blast our way
Awake us to the need of the hour
May we have our"Esther Day"
For a time such as this
May our conversions be blest
To see a great accompaniment of sinners
At the foot of the Cross no less!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright March 1  20:20  2:43 PM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Sunday, March 1, 2020

Last Updated: Monday, March 2, 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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