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O The Riches Of God's Grace
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By Gary James Smith
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O The Riches Of God's Grace

O the riches of God's grace
When received in full measure
Forgiveness as the soul's cleansing
Salvation as its treasure
Burdens that were borne for years
Gone and completely forgotten
God never brings them to surface again
But deems them as pure rotten

Now a new life born within
Jesus superintending
Leading us by the Holy Spirit
With a joy that is unending
Peace as a jewel of our heart
Contentment as its fodder
Praise God for the Lord Jesus Christ
And hallelujah for our Father

Return to reason in regards to righteousness
You can be clothed with grace
And with the offering of sins forgiveness
With the assurance of God's embrace
Do not remain poverty stricken
In the barreness of your place
For the riches of God are to be found in Jesus
Today seek the Master's face!!!

Hallelujah what a  Saviour!

Copyright January 13 11:45 PM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Friday, January 14, 2022

Last Updated: Friday, January 14, 2022

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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