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O' for Days of Wesley
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By Gary James Smith
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O' for days of Wesley's power,
In preaching and in song.
O' for days of Charles,
O' for days of John!

No mamby, pamby singers,
Or preachers, of the Word.
But men of God, full of faith,
Worshiping their Lord.

Spirit working power,
Speaking truth in love.
Burdened for the souls of men,
With passion, for their God.

No trial or test defeating,
There, walk of faith on earth.
But boldly preaching Jesus,
Because of second birth.

True born again believers,
Two witnesses of facts,
That Jesus is the same today,
As in the book of Acts!

O' resurrection power,
Flame drossed vessels sure,
Holy living testaments,
With authoritative words!

Go forth ye Christian soldiers,
Our duty bids us thus,
We have a battle raging,
But victory through the cross!

No faint hearts in our ranks,
But bold as lions be.
Dare to be the Daniel's,
In God's infantry!

Gary J. Smith Copyright
Nov 19,1998 @3:00 A.M.

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Submitted: Saturday, April 19, 2003

Last Updated: Saturday, April 19, 2003

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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