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What Gift
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By Gary James Smith
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What Gift

What gift You gave Lord
When You sent Your Son
Because You so loved the world.

Offerings of thanksgiving
Return back to You
From those who have trusted the Lord.

Return us to praying
For caring for others
To love them as Thou hast loved us.

To point them to Jesus
Life's greatest Benefactor
Who died for our sins on the cross.

Once babe in a manger
Virgin born Saviour
Prophecies fulfillment had come.

Humble beginnings
But gave life never ending
Pardon for sin of each one.

Whosoever would call
On the name of that Saviour
Turn from his own wickedness.

Would have heaven's full favour
The Holy Spirit will enter
Experiencing God's forgiveness.

My gift I now bring Lord
I give You my heart
For Thou art worthy O Lamb.

With praise and thanksgiving
I worship Thee now
For Thou art the Great I Am.

Copyright Gary James Smith
Dec. 18, 2011 @ 12:30 a.m.

Email: garyjsmith2012@yahoo.ca

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Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Last Updated: Monday, May 15, 2017

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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