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When It Dawned on Me
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By Gary James Smith
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WHEN IT DAWNED ON ME

When it dawned on me
The Resurrection
My stone was rolled away
My heart once hardened by sins degradation
Had its final day
It flung open, Light came in
I knew I was forgiven
Gods Holy Spirit
Bore witness too
I now believed in HEAVEN

Glory hallelujahs came
To, this soul redeemed
A new song birthed
Within my heart
Gods Holy Word esteemed
My soul, so close
To damnation's door
Little was I aware
That if I died in such a state
I would be doomed forever

Praise God, Christ came
To sanctify
And set apart for Him
Those blood bought, new believers
Pardoned from their sins
Fresh eyes He gave
To see the lost
The harvest fields are white
He rolled the stone of our heart away
So we could see the Light!

Copyright April l5, 2011 7:00 p.m.

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Friday, April 15, 2011

Last Updated: Saturday, April 16, 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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