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Lord Jesus' Mother Mary
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By Gary James Smith
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Lord Jesus's mother Mary
Who birthed Him in her womb
Had a turbulent motherhood
Right up to the tomb

Her children had great difficulty
In who Lord Jesus was
And didn't till much later
Own His worthy cause

To watch your son in action
With all the miracles
Then so much unbelief
And taunts at Jesus hurled

Yet knowing in her heart
This was God's own Son
And pondering night and day
Who could hate this One

Who went about doing good
Preaching love for one another
Knew the special place He held
In the heart of mother

Even on His death-bed
On that rugged cross
Found His help for mother
In spite of her son's loss

To the disciple John
In God's providence
Mary was given protection
To face her circumstance

O highly favoured amongst women
God willed it...it was done
You have blest the world through the birth
Of Jesus Christ God's Son!

Copyright May 8th 2016 3:33AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Sunday, May 8, 2016

Last Updated: Sunday, May 8, 2016

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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