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The Jesus of Calvary
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By Gary James Smith
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The Jesus of Calvary

 

I am crucified unto the world
And the world unto me
I have no more desire
To share in it’s vanity

I have a place in the mansions above
That Jesus has gone to prepare
What a Saviour is He that He died for me
And He my sins did bare

What blessed law that condemned my soul
And brought me to my need
That struck the blow, that showed my woe
Oh that He died for me

That made me guilty, laid me low
Humbled my wicked pride
Oh that He was born, oh that He’s risen
Jesus the Crucified

Oh blessed Cross of Calvary,
Oh picture of heavenly love
Oh blissful joy, oh redeeming praise
Christ came from heaven above

Oh stand amazed, oh stand in awe
Oh sinner to Him flee
He will return, His love don’t spurn,
The Jesus of Calvary.

Gary J. Smith © Copyright Jan. 7, 1977



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Submitted: Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Last Updated: Wednesday, May 16, 2007

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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