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Praise God For The Invitation
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By Gary James Smith
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Praise God For The Invitation

Praise God for the invitation
Whomsoever will may come
From every tribe and nation
The offer's to each one
Only one way to Heaven
It's through Jesus Christ the Lord
He's authorized the invitation 
For He is the living Word

He has made the alphabet
To the law and to the letter
Every word that we need to know
Who could have done it any better
So here we are in 2020
In need of the same resuscitation 
Our souls on a destiny to eternity 
Make sure of its final destination

Yes whosoever will may come
That whosoever will means you
Wherever you are today my friend
Let that whosoever will be you
God's day of grace is at your disposal
Please do not despise it's worth
Be the whosoever will to come
And come to know the Lord's new birth!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright  August  23  2020  10:29 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Sunday, August 23, 2020

Last Updated: Monday, August 24, 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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