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By Gary James Smith
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Floundering in life’s waters,

Billows over me rolled.

Wandering through life aimlessly,

Lost in satan’s fold.

Peace of peace, came my way,

I knew t’was from above.

I never felt such peace before,

Peace from Purest Love!

God had visited me I knew,

From a prayer placed in my heart.

He answered in an unexpected way,

Then took a swift depart

T’was enough to reassure me of,

His Presence, that I knew!

And led me on a path of light,

A path I never knew.

Divine circumstances, led me then,

To a place I lived before.

And put a Bible believing church,

At entrance of my door.

Just a little Bible Club

“Could my children come?”

God used this, in a wondrous way

To lead me to His Throne.

Now all that’s Peace lives in me,

Royalty in the flesh!

Jesus, Prince of Peace was He

Who came and made me BLESSED!

Copyright Gary James Smith Dec. 2, 2004

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Submitted: Saturday, December 19, 2009

Last Updated: Saturday, December 19, 2009

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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