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I Treasure The Gift
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By Gary James Smith
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I Treasure The Gift

I treasure the gift of eternal life
Through Jesus Christ my Lord
So thankful for His sacrifice
In the shedding of His blood
For He did not hold Himself back
From the affliction of God's wrath
But bore the crown of prickly thorns
And the smiting on His back

With deep humiliation
To be hung upon a Cross
In open shame before His captors
For our gain He endured the cost
Though King of Kings and Lord of lords
He kept His power at bay
And did not call upon the angels
To deliver Him that day

Still forgiveness flowed through His veins
The very nature of God
Not one ounce of hatred there
But the outpouring of wondrous love
For God my Saviour became a man
What glory in so great Salvation
Then to show Himself alive again
The Author and Finisher of Creation!

Hallelujah... What a Saviour!

Copyright January 2 2019 5:00AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Wednesday, January 2, 2019

Last Updated: Wednesday, January 2, 2019

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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