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Life Is A Precious Commodity
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By Gary James Smith
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Life Is A Precious Commodity 

Life Is A Precious Commodity 
We're a miracle in the making
Because of the direct hand of God
In Adam and Eve's undertaking
To be the propagators of this earth
The first child bearing parents praise God
Our direct descendents to give witness too
That we're made in the image of God

Life is a precious commodity 
We operate by a spirit
That God built in the interior of man
To honor God's Word and to fear it
But we live in subjection to sin
Because of Adam's disobedience one day
When he was tempted in the garden of Eden
And turned from living God's way

But God because of Who He is
Made provision by way of the Cross
To draw man back into fellowship again
A reconciliation available to us
You are an important entity to God
He's seeking to save your soul
Give consideration unto it's well-being 
And letting God have control

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright August 15  2021  7:22 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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