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He Died for Me
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By Gary James Smith
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He died for me that I might live


And lives for me that I might die


There was nothing that I could give


He gave His all and rose on High.




This new song He's given me


Comes from a soul that's fully blest


Sings this heart of mine so free


Sings this soul a song of rest.




I am resting, trusting Jesus


Day by day, I have His power


Moment by moment enjoying His presence


Till we meet, in that final hour.




When face to face I shall behold Him


He who came and died for me


When all heaven breaks loose in Hallelujah's


What a glorios day that will be 




Just thinking about it, I shout Glory


Glory, Glory be unto that Lamb


Clothed in robes of Christ own Righteousness


In the very presence of the Great I Am!




Swift I bow with tongue confessing


Jesus You are Lord and Saviour


I believed, because of Your Word


In that, I'm found, in the Fathers' Favor.




Copyright Gary James Smith


May 9, 2009



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Submitted: Friday, May 29, 2009

Last Updated: Monday, January 20, 2020

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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