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My Own Wilderness
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By Gary James Smith
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MY OWN WILDERNESS


 


I’ve walked in my own wilderness


It seemed like forty years


When sin begins to taunt my soul


It brings along its fears


 


But God has brought Deliverance


Time and time


And rescued me again from my own self


How I bless that Friend


 


Life has plead a balance


By which we’re weighed each day


Do we walk in light or darkness


Do God or satan have their way?


 


We have power of our choices


God has given us a will


If we stay close and commune with Him


We’ll walk in fellowship still


 


Our promised land is within us


Sealed by the Holy Spirit


Heaven Himself living in my soul


Come now and draw near it.


 


Copyright Gary James Smith


May 6, 2007 @ 6:45 a.m.


 


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Submitted: Friday, January 18, 2008

Last Updated: Saturday, January 19, 2008

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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