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He Who Made An Imprint
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By Gary James Smith
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He Who Made An Imprint

He who made an imprint on His earth
With a virgin birth to start
Has made a believer out of me
With an imprint on my heart
Who revealed my sinfulness
Through the preaching of God's Word
And brought conviction front and centre
Until it was God I feared

I never knew of such a love
That would come in humbleness
Although He was the King of kings
And Lord of Lords no less
To bring to us such a reconciliation
Men reunited with God
Simply through a repentant heart
And a sincere turning unto the Lord

O how sweet that blessed name
That still holds power to free us
None other name has God's blessings upon it
As that precious name of Jesus
When God unleashed Heaven's love
It all began in a manger
Come now to the Cross of Christ
No longer be a stranger!

Hallelujah What A Saviour!

Copyright Aug 13 2022 3:35 AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Saturday, August 13, 2022

Last Updated: Saturday, August 13, 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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