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Lord We Try To Mask Our Sins
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By Gary James Smith
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Lord We Try To Mask Our Sins

Lord we try to mask our sins
But You are sins Unmasker
You know the wickedness of each heart
And repentance is what You're after
You're not wielding a club of judgment 
But there's mercy and there's love 
That You use as a drawing card
To lead us back to God

A twenty four hour Watchful eye
That considers each motivation
That directs our heart's to do those deeds
That separates us from Salvation
And daily are You prodding us
To turn from sin's abuse
And show us that we have a will
So really there's no excuse

Help us Lord to recognize
Our prodigalness demeanor
To see how afar we are from you
We pray Lord You draw us nearer
Not underestimate what You've done
In the work there at the Cross
Where still the precious blood has power
To recover us from sin's loss...

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright September 20 2021 9:11 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Monday, September 20, 2021

Last Updated: Tuesday, September 21, 2021

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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