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Christ Loved Me To The Cross
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By Gary James Smith
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Christ Loved Me To The Cross

Christ loved me to the Cross
He took all of my sin and shame
Revealed Himself in His Word
Until I was born again
I saw the light of day
Against the darkness of my sin
His laid out grace for my forgiveness
I repented and trusted Him

O the wonder of Salvation
To know the Lord as God the Son
The Holy Spirit as my Sealer
My assurance...of a Heavenly home
He will take me through the valleys 
He'll be with me all the way
What a Shepherd...hallelujah!
Wondrous to have Him as my Stay!

Praise God He loved me
to the Cross!
I'm still amazed at...His amazing grace...
His forgiveness...He gives full measure!
To any soul that seeks His face
Come to that fountain that's flowing freely
That fount of blessing through Christ's shed blood
Where any soul that's moved by repentance
Can come to know the living God!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

March 14 2022 9:43 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Monday, March 14, 2022

Last Updated: Tuesday, March 15, 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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