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Poetry in Wordchimes
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By Gary James Smith
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Poetry in wordchimes
What music to the ears
As words are placed particularly
To still the sinner's fears
No hope! is not an option
When Christ is presented here
For He doth reign victorious
And soon He will appear

Wordchimes express so freely
The Spirit's heavenly pen
As He begins to move and work
In the hearts of men
Listen will ye hear it
He who hath ears let him hear
Come now draw nigh to God
And He,He will draw nigher

The believer's heart is burdened
But finds its truest rest
Praying with petitions for
The dying and the lost
Folllowing Lord Jesus
Who makes us fisher's of men
One means of giving service
Stroke of a wordchimer's pen

The hymns they stoke the fire
Before the preaching of the Word
They reach into the heart of man
And cause it to be stirred
I've experienced it myself
Yea a number of times
Guess where they get their existence from
God Almighty's Word Chimes.

Gary James Smith
Jan 18 2011

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Submitted: Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Last Updated: Sunday, January 23, 2011

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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