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No Mere Man
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By Gary James Smith
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No mere man could take my place
And die on Calvary
But God Himself came in the flesh
To pay my penalty
Sin extracted from our lives
The life we had been given
Doomed us to an eternal hell
Robbed us of true living
But God, but God, deemed to save
The men He had created
Became the sacrificial Lamb
To this fact He stated
I am come that ye might have life
Have it more abundant
Praise Him ye saints His sight is Glorious
Live in Him triumphant
Blood redeemed us from our sin
In Him there is remission
Transformation by His Spirit
How great to be forgiven
My transgressions of the past
Like, a fallen cloke to me
Now clothed in His righteousness
O Glory, I am free
Take that Word to others
Tell them near and far
Tell them about Jesus
The Bright and Morning Star
Bring them to the Saviour
For sinners He came to save
Tell them of His love for them
So great His life He gave.
Copyright Feb 25, 2011  5,15 p.m.
Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Friday, February 25, 2011

Last Updated: Saturday, February 26, 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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