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While We Were Tet Sinner's
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By Gary James Smith
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While We Were Yet Sinner's 

While we were yet sinner's...
Jesus died for me
I did not have to work for rewards
My Salvation was completely free
He did everything for me
Its a done deal alright
When He cried out..."It is finished!"
He became my  chief delight!

My faith's wrapped up in the Word
God's... forever record
He said that if I were to call upon Christ
My Salvation would be assured
Guess what!...I took Him at His Word
For the gentlemen that He was
And now I am still faithfully proclaiming
The gospel of the Lord

Who would want to pass up on that Gift
That was so freely given
For God in Heaven to give us His Son
That calls for great thanksgiving
Sinners who are on a destiny
To a literal place called Hell
Can find a wonderful Friend in Jesus Christ
Who doeth all things well!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright December 22 2020 12:26 PM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Tuesday, December 22, 2020

Last Updated: Wednesday, December 23, 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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