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How Well You Know
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By Gary James Smith
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How Well You Know 

How well You know the heart Lord
You know its devious ways
How it dimishes sin as such
And  leaves off of giving You praise
Men making themselves as a god
Having their own criteria as fact
Not using God's Word as the center point
As to the judgement of every act

Corruption abounds everywhere
When men's heart's are given full reign
Sin abounding in rapid fashion
We've seen it again and again
Here a little...there a little
The seeds of evil are sown
And before we know it...Calamityville!
When man is left on his own

Thank You Lord that where sin abounds
Grace abounds that much more
For Your love has such a deep reaching effect
To change a sinner over
And that when Your Word is believed and applied
Your grace of forgiveness takes place
When men truly acknowledge the God that You are
Repentance is placed on the plate!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright April 2 2022 5:26 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Saturday, April 2, 2022

Last Updated: Saturday, April 2, 2022

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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