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God Can Take Your Yesterdays
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By Gary James Smith
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God Can Take Your Yesterdays

God can take your yesterdays
And give you a better tomorrow 
He has grace to cover every grief
And grace for every sorrow
Praise God His love compounded
He has our best interest at heart
You...yourself holds the key
To whenever His love can start

May I give you introduction
To a great and loving God
Who ...no matter how great your sin
He has each one understood
And still He waits so expectantly
To great each sinner such
For whomsoever repents of sin
Shall know the Master's touch

O there's healing balm in Gilead
The fine Rose of Sharon is He
Just smell the fragrance of forgiveness
Poured out from Calvary
I've found the fount of blessing
I've been washed in the blood of the Lamb
If I'm ever asked...are you a Christian
I'd answer yes...praise God I am!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright April 8  2020  8:46 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Wednesday, April 8, 2020

Last Updated: Thursday, April 9, 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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