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He Has the Final Hour
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By Gary James Smith
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HE HAS THE FINAL HOUR

I prefer to spell satan with a small "s"
But that wouldn't  be proper diction
I know the reality of his existence
Though others may think he is fiction

He's had his way in my life
For many, many years
And still he tries to tempt me
And bring unfounded fears

But praise God I'm a sinner
Saved by the blood of the Lamb
"Get thee behind me Satan!"
I know the Great I Am!

His promises.....unfailing
And of this I am assured
Heaven and earth shall pass away
But never, never, His Word!

I love that name of Jesus
You too, satan know His power
You have but short time left
He has the final Hour!

Copyright Gary James Smith
January 9,2009 @ 5.45 a.


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Submitted: Friday, January 9, 2009

Last Updated: Saturday, January 10, 2009

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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