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Praise Is Comely
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By Gary James Smith
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Praise Is Comely

Praise is comely for God's children
For we have been redeemed
Enjoying now the fruits of repentance
Praise God it's highly esteemed
For when we turn from sinning to God
God's favor comes our way
Now we can live rejoicingly
With a desire to trust and obey

Praise is comely for God's children
Our eyes have seen the Light
Now we no longer walk in darkness
Walking with Him is our chief delight 
To know the God of Abraham...Isaac
The God who led Moses too
As a personal Saviour and a Friend
Is a blessing felt through and through

Praise is comely for God's children
What love our Father bestows
Even unto the least of deserving
His love no boundary knows
Calvary is history's Centre
The Cross!...The gift of God's Son!
The blood that was shed there for me one day
Made praise comely for this one!...

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright August 15 2021 6:22 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Sunday, August 15, 2021

Last Updated: Monday, August 16, 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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