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He's Real To Me
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By Gary James Smith
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He's Real To Me

He's real to me
What a blessing to know my God
He's real to me
Hallelujah I found Him in the Word
When sin was identified 
And labeled for what it was
He became real to me
For for me He shed His blood

He's real to me
I'll never live alone again
He's real to me
Hallelujah I've found Him as a Friend
When He became my Benefactor
Offering me eternal life
He became real to me
He delivered from eternal strife

He's real to me
I know He's coming back again
He's real to me
Still I pray for family and friends
Repentance has become my Hallelujah 
Forgiven!...cleansed...set free!
He became real to me
When I understood Calvary!!!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

January 7 2021 11:34 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Thursday, January 7, 2021

Last Updated: Thursday, January 7, 2021

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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