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We Have A Weapontry
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By Gary James Smith
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We've A Weapontry 

We've a weapontry at our disposal
That most men fail to utilize 
Why if they ever undertook to pray
Even God would be surprised
He knows the sound of your voice
Do you know the sound of His
Find Him alive in the Word of God
Enjoy Him for who He is

Yes He's just a prayer away
Just what are you waiting for
He's been waiting all along
Please knock now on His door
You know you have a quiet spot
Come and be apart for awhile
He will fix you from the inside out
And put on your face a smile

Don't leave off your weapontry
It's a carry on if you will
Your greater usage of a prayer
Will receive His..."peace be still"
Remember God is not your enemy
He has your best interest at heart
Bring your burdens unto the Lord
And God will do His part!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright  May 28  2020  3:16 PM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Thursday, May 28, 2020

Last Updated: Thursday, May 28, 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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