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Tenacity In Prayer
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By Gary James Smith
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Tenacity In Prayer

Lord please give me a tenacity in prayer
A sticktoitness if you will
Help me not to deviate from it
Though the task be monumental
For this is where the heart is warmed
And where its warned as well
Time is of the essence here
There is a place called Hell

We have a Salvation we can't keep to ourselves
For we have been truly blessed
We know that we have been forgiven of our sin
And indwelt by the Spirit no less
Christ lives in us...part and parcel
He is our everything!
Praise God although we are burdened
We still His praises can sing

Lord You are holding us accountable
For we are our brother's keeper
Help us to keep this focus in mind
And not to fall asleep here
For we have found the greatest treasure
Was it not ours...given to share
Let's initiate the wherewithal and means
By having daily tenacity in prayer!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright  December  5  2020 5:22 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Saturday, December 5, 2020

Last Updated: Saturday, December 5, 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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