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Spirit of God
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By Gary James Smith
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Spirit of God, saved sinner's Friend
I praise Thee for Thy power
You resurrected our Lord Jesus Christ
And worketh still this hour

You take the Word and multiply
Its message to the  heart
Bring changes to the inner man
Salvation to impart

Spirit You give witness too
What effectually occurred
Sealing that promise to each heart
Who's believed upon Thy Word

God's guarantee? His work is finished
Men can be saved from hell
Spirit of the Living God
You doeth all things well

Heaven's dispatch to the lost
Jesus came to save
He seeketh from the early hour
He seeketh till the grave

Seek Him while He may be found
Harden not your heart
Where the Spirit comes to live
He never will depart

So Lord I thank Thee again today
You give me cause to praise
For that great work at Calvary
To whom the Spirit  raised!

Let my light shine anew
Shine for Jesus, shine
For Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
All of Thee are mine.

Copyright Gary James Smith
July 6, 2008

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Submitted: Monday, July 7, 2008

Last Updated: Monday, July 7, 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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