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Oftimes When I'm at Wit's End
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By Gary James Smith
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Oftimes When I'm at Wit's End

 

Oftimes when I'm at wit's end
And problems multiply
My thoughts then turn to frenzy
Depleting my human supply
Stripped of all resources
I habitually try to use
To aright the situation
And bring a calming sooth
 
My Lord begins His workings
Convicted by His Spirit
Reminds me of His unfailing promises
Be ye anxious for nothing "Hear it"
With everything by prayer and supplication
Make your requests known unto Me
You again will have the pleasure of
Sweet fellowship with Me
 
copyright Aug. l9, 2007
GaryJamesSmith


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Submitted: Monday, August 20, 2007

Last Updated: Thursday, August 30, 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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