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The Scars Still Attest
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By Gary James Smith
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THE SCARS STILL ATTEST

The scars still attest to
the Saviour's death
His wounds are visible
A tribute to His love for you
His death on Calvary's hill
Where blood was shed in innocence
In Him was not one sin
Our Holy, Holy, Holy God
Became our offering

No wonder thousands of tongues still sing
That great Redeemer's praise
Though we may die because of sin
One day we shall be raised
This produces joyful hearts
In each believing one
For peace beyond all comprehension
Is ours through Christ the Son

Now the souls who are set free
Cannot help but sing
Glory to that risen Lamb
Our Saviour and our King
Still our fount of every blessing
We give our thanks to Him
Mighty God and our Deliverer
Has conquered over sin!

Copyright Sept 3 2017 9:13AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Last Updated: Wednesday, September 6, 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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