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Lord Be The Help
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By Gary James Smith
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Lord Be The Help

Lord be the help to those who are close 
To coming to see the light
Who've wandered in darkness long enough
Seasoned by distress and strife
Who've finally come to the recogntion
Of the waywardness of their sin
And see the Son as the means of Salvation
And place their trust in Him...

You are the God of Righteousness
There's none holier than Thou
You gave us sins blest Sacrifice
A Crown of thorns on His brow
And in the shedding of His blood
The liquid for our life
You've procured divine forgiveness
In the person of Jesus Christ...

You've been our Help in ages past
Still our hope in days to come
You are all sufficient in Your grace
There's life in the Crucified One
There's a completeness in Your love
That can never be improved upon
Today dear Lord please hear my prayer
Lord be the help to someone...

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright Sept 15 2022 8:22 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Friday, September 16, 2022

Last Updated: Friday, September 16, 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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