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I Took His Gift At The Cross
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By Gary James Smith
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I Took His Gift At The Cross

I took His gift at the Cross
And received His redeeming love
He poured out mercy and grace to me
As a token from God above
For God delights in honoring faith
It's a badge of honor to Him
When we come with repentant heart's 
And take ownership for our sin..

How easy it is to deviate
From the truth of the matter
How sin holds us captive daily
And to some it seems not to matter
But there are still scars as representation
As to the ultimate cost of our sin
For One shed His blood and hung there in agony
To give us a new life within...

As diamonds in the rough are we
With God as the Polisher
For no matter how black our sin has become
The Lord Jesus is sin's Answer!
He ran the race before us...
Let us follow in His train
For every heart that finds the Lord
Is never the same again!!!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright December 30 2021 4:08 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Thursday, December 30, 2021

Last Updated: Friday, December 31, 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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