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I'm In A Prison Of Love
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By Gary James Smith
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I'm In A Prison Of Love

I'm in a prison of love
My God doth hold me fast
And He's thrown the key away
His love for me shall last
O there's no want of escaping
I've never felt such love before
When I think upon His great love for me
I want to love Him all the more

His hands and His feet bore love for me
A crown of thorns bore love on His head
Love bore the wound of a pierced side
When Christ died in my stead
Love brought forgiveness to that thief
Who believed on the Lord that day
And love continues in the hearts of those
Who know the Saviour and His loving ways

No greater prison in the which to be cast
Protected by God's love
There's nothing that shall ever come against me
But that He does not approve
O what resting have I now
What peace and joy within
A prisoner to the love of God
Having no greater love than for Him

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright January 17  2021 1:59 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Sunday, January 17, 2021

Last Updated: Tuesday, January 19, 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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