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Earthly Crown
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By Gary James Smith
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EARTHLY CROWN


 


Though they crowned Him with a crown of thorns


It was befitting for that King


For He had offered Himself for us


Committed to suffer anything.


 


Redemptions price, His own shed blood


Poured out at Calvary


There it dripped from head to toe


His blood poured out for me


 


How could that be the ransomed price


For sinner’s such as us


The angel’s marveled as they watched


The actions on the cross.


 


Silence came to honour Him


Death had its final power


Grave’s victory was doomed forever


At Resurrection’s Hour


 


That birth!  That death! That risen King!


That name that is Renowned


What glory due our Heavenly King


When He wears His earthly crown.


 


Copyright Gary James Smith


Nov. 27, 2010 @ 5:00 a.m. 


 


Email Address:       garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca


GLORYBOUND:   http://groups. yahoo.com/ group/glorybound


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Submitted: Sunday, November 28, 2010

Last Updated: Monday, November 29, 2010

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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