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The Filling of the Spirit
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By Gary James Smith
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THE FILLING OF THE SPIRIT

The filling of the Spirit,
Always bursts forth in song.
The joy of each believer,
Has this companionship along.

Saved and don't we know it?
Spirit giving witness to,
Our Father's love bestowed on us,
We feel it through and through.

Translated from darkness to light,
Who could have described it better,
New creatures in Christ now are we,
Who have believed His Word, every letter!

My feet though walking on earth,
Are bound for future days,
To be walking on gold in Heaven,
Singing the Master's praise!

The cross, the crucifixion,
The crown, the glorious King,
He's the Saviour of our souls,
For that, who wouldn't sing!

I thank Him, O I thank Him,
And praise His name each day,
So great Salvation now have I,
My Savior’s paved the way!

Hallelujah! What a Saviour!
© Copyright Gary James Smith
April 8, 2006


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Submitted: Saturday, April 8, 2006

Last Updated: Saturday, April 8, 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, �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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