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Tomb-morrow Is On Its Way
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By Gary James Smith
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Tomb-morrow Is On Its Way

Tomb-morrow is on its way
For its appointed unto men once to die
Then comes our day of judgment 
In the meeting in the bye and bye
So important to know Christ as Saviour
Who said...  "ye must be born again"
The first birth is of the fleshly nature
The SPIRITUAL one is your gain

For if any man have not the Spirit of Christ
Then he is none of His
Check out the Word of God my friend
And see the truth that it is
Except ye repent ye shall like wise perish
The very words of Christ again
Don't let the devil lead you astray
To follow the teachings of men

Tomb-morrow is your given
It may very well be today
Have you made your funeral arrangements 
In regards to your eternal stay
Death claims everybody
Sins wages come at a price
Repent...believe...Lord Jesus receive!
For...praise God He's sins Sacrifice!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright April 3 2022 11:27 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Sunday, April 3, 2022

Last Updated: Sunday, April 3, 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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