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He Carried His Scars
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By Gary James Smith
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He Carried His Scars

Three nail prints and a pierced side
Were evidence from the Cross
That He bore my sins on Calvary
My gain came from His loss
Such love that paid the penalty
For the sin debt that I owed
What glorious message...the gospel!
The greatest story ever told

That pain was overwhelming
As He hung there for me that day
Tortured beyond description
His body so terribly flayed
The crown of thorns left imprints
On the head of the Son of God
This man of sorrows acquainted with grief
How little they understood

For the joy that was set before Him
Lord Jesus endured the Cross
For the victory He was to give us
Was dependant upon His loss
Our Saviour, our God, and Creator
Who made the sun, the moon, and the stars
Has risen again with those bruise marks retained
Praise God He carried His scars!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright July 17. 2019. 9:48 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Last Updated: Wednesday, July 17, 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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