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Lord You Raised My Hallelujah
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By Gary James Smith
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Lord You Raised My Hallelujah 

Lord You raised my Hallelujah 
That was waiting to be sung
All I had to do was repent
And its music was begun
Angel's rejoicing at the same time
Your orchestration was just superb 
No greater sound than the voice of a sinner
Saved upon believing your precious Word

You raised my Hallelujah and now
Heaven daily hears my song
All creation will rejoice as well
At the coming of Thy Son
Songs produced by Spirit filled lives
Attract other hearts to sing
Hallelujah for the Cross of  Christ 
Hallelujah for the King of kings

I find my Hallelujah's 
Bring me to the Cross again
Remembering from whence I came
Now to have a beloved Friend.
The joy of the Lord is my strength
In that I stand completely in awe
Just another saved sinner rejoicing in You
Because You raised my Hallelujah!

Hallelujah what a Saviour !

Copyright September 28 2019  4:48 PM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Saturday, September 28, 2019

Last Updated: Sunday, September 29, 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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