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Lord I Can Hardly See
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By Gary James Smith
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LORD I CAN HARDLY SEE

Lord I can hardly see
For Thy streams of blood
But I recognize Your Deity
Truly Thou art God
Forgiveness in full measure
From Your very lips
Even for Your enemies Lord
What wondrous love is this

Raised You were in splendor
Crowneth fast with thorns
Your beard plucked upon Your face
Offered vinegar in scorn
More wretched was not any man
Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief
Who could look upon such a One
And remain in unbelief

Unrecognizable Saviour
Unless drawn by the Father
But when the Spirit quickens
We search not for another
Thou hast all power been given
All power in heaven and earth
The power of God unto Salvation is
The preaching of Christs' new birth!

Copyright April 19, 12:30 a.m.
Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Last Updated: Tuesday, April 19, 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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