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Man Of Steal
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By Gary James Smith
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Man Of Steal

Steal away to that quiet spot
Just you and God in prayer
Make it a daily ritual
You'll find your true strength there
And sharing all that's on your heart
With the One who cares for you
Asking Him for divine guidance
In all that you say and do

Nothing to Him is unimportant
He knows your every care
He's happy to give you victory daily
When you let Him your burdens bare
Then rejoice with true thanksgiving
For what God alone can do
And await with prayerful determination
As His plans unfold for you

No other Friend like the lowly Jesus
To give highest of consideration
To all the things that are on your plate
In the which have your deep meditation
So shore up on your deficiency
About bringing everything thing to God in prayer
Remember to steal away for a short while
It will be of great benefit there!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright May 26  2020  3:15 PM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Tuesday, May 26, 2020

Last Updated: Tuesday, May 26, 2020

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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