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If Only You Could Grasp
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By Gary James Smith
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If Only You Could Grasp

If only you could grasp the truth
Of the benevolent nature of God
How deep His love for lost mankind
Which is relatively misunderstood
And know the magnitude of sin
And the course of it's direction
You'd gladly repent and in faith believe
In the Lord Jesus our Resurrection 

For permeating our nature
Sin has its unsettling place
And keeps us fast in bondage
Until we are saved by grace
In the inner workings of our spirit
We know we are lost and undone
And it is only by the grace of God
That we can be drawn unto His Son 

Yes there's a battle raging
For your soul is of highest price
There's nothing to give in exchange for it
But for it  there was a sacrifice
For for the lover of our soul
For our deliverance to the Cross was held fast
Most important this truth in the whole wide world
If only you could grasp!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright August 14, 2019. 10:09 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2019

Last Updated: Saturday, August 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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