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There's A Penetrating Oil
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By Gary James Smith
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There's A Penetrating Oil

There's a Penetrating oil
And it's called the Holy Spirit
It can loosen up your joints
And help you to God's Word fear it
It knows the crevices of sin
Their mark's have left their traces
Not only on our inward parts
But some outwardly on our faces

The application is in the Word
Don't just be a hearer
But be a doer of the Word
And the Lord He will draw nearer
You can be a well oiled saint
Walking in the Spirit
Full of faith and jubilant
Because you loved to hear it

Nothing penetrates like the Spirit
We can know the fullness thereof
When we repented of our sin
We felt the Father's love
Surrounded by His Holy presence
Surrendered to His will
The deep deep love of Jesus Christ
By His Spirit penetrates still!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright July 6 2020  10:54 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Monday, July 6, 2020

Last Updated: Tuesday, July 7, 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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