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I Smile
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By Gary James Smith
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I Smile

 

I smile when I think about,
The way that God doth bless
He gives His full priority,
Not giving second best.

He has such a way about Him,
When dealing with our case
He knows us better than anyone else;
He's living at our place.

He guides and directs our steps,
When we leave home each day
There's not a place that we will go,
That He doesn't know the way.

His protective Hand upon us,
Angels attendants as well
Praise God I can live with the reality of,
I'm never going to Hell!

Enjoy this life? You bet I do!
I'm living it with the Son
So can you my friend if you,
Believe on the Believing One!

© Copyright Gary James Smith
March 31, 2006


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Posted by Geneva Poynter on 5/16/2018 at 7:12 AM

Yes, He protects us in ways we don't realize, but I think I keep my guardian angel pretty busy!

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Submitted: Sunday, April 2, 2006

Last Updated: Monday, April 3, 2006

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, ďDad, whatís this?Ē and I said a poem and she replied ďDad, thatís not a poem , thatís a songĒ 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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