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Early In The Morning Lord
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By Gary James Smith
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Early In The Morning Lord

Early in the morning Lord 
At my first breath of air
May I offer praise back unto You
For I know that You are there
Your Spirit as my Comforter
Praise God He lives inside
At my disposal for Godly living
To keep me Lord from pride

Thanksgiving as an offering
What great things Christ has done
To the satisfying of my soul
And for the victory over sin
Now for a new " I want to"
To please You in everything 
Knowing forgiveness for my transgressions
Giving cause for my heart to sing

This my prayer of gratitude
For saving a sinner like me
Turning my life around as such
Pointing me to Calvary
Where I acknowledged what I was
Lost...condemned...and undone
But You saved me with amazing grace
Thank you dear God for your Son!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright November 24  2019  10:36 PM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Sunday, November 24, 2019

Last Updated: Monday, November 25, 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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