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The High Cost Of Giving
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By Gary James Smith
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The High Cost Of Giving

The high cost of giving
Actually costs You the most.. .
If Your not giving Your all
And not living to boast...
He poured out His All..
Far more than we could ever take...
He poured it all out ..
For our lives were at stake...

I'm talking about giving
On the highest plain
It's done by a person
Lord Jesus His name
Who gave His utmost
For the lowest of men
Shedding His precious blood
For my Salvation!

But I do take to heart
Your tone of giving as well
For if it's done in the Lord's will
The blessings will tell
And happiness sticks 
like glue to the heart
That extends itself out...
God's blessings to impart

So my Hallelujah's come most easily
For God's constantly blessing
the inside of me
Knowing His forgiveness
such as I do
Makes me pour out His love ...
It's a fun thing to do!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright February 11 2021 1:15 AM

Gary James Smith 
Stephanie Maione

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Submitted: Thursday, February 11, 2021

Last Updated: Friday, February 12, 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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