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There Comes a Time
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By Gary James Smith
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THERE COMES A TIME
 
There comes a time in life when we
Acknowledge our human frailty
And realize how dependant we are
On Him, Who make the falling stars
 
And oh how insignificant
It is for us to rave and rant
For He who sees the sparrow fall
Is swift to hear our heartfelt call
 
And harkeneth to the sinner's prayer
Who calls upon the God who's there
O such treasure tis rare to find
Amongst the men of humankind
 
Who beckon's to the God who sees
And falls upon his feeble knees
There to find true reconciliation
In the God of so great Salvation
 
Bless that heart, tis swift will know
His sins washed as white as snow
Make that Blessed Saviour thine
There comes a time, there comes a time.
 
 
Copyright Gary James Smith
June l2, 2009


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Submitted: Thursday, June 25, 2009

Last Updated: Thursday, June 25, 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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