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An Ever Present God
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By Gary James Smith
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An Everywhere Present God

An everywhere present God
Now that's a blessed hope
He'll be with you in your most trying times
When you come to the end of your rope
It just takes a call from your spirit
Lord will You help me please
And God will come to your rescue
He's the true Helper indeed

We cannot live independently 
We must be dependent on God
For He's a life giving Father
And seeks to be understood
Our very nature demands it
We must have a Victor over sin
Or our habitual practices
Will certainly do us in

Praise God there is deliverance
Our sins penalty has been paid
For Jesus Christ has shed His blood
And faith's groundwork has been laid
There is no firmer foundation hallelujah 
Praise God for the Crucified  One 
Who holds the worlds together by His Word
Hallelujah for Christ God's Son!!!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright October 29 2021 6:56 AM

Gary  James Smith

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Submitted: Saturday, October 30, 2021

Last Updated: Saturday, October 30, 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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