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The Saints of Old
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By Gary James Smith
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THE SAINTS OF OLD

The saints of old sung the songs
That brought them through the fire
They're still as fresh today as then
Still lift the spirit's higher

And soar they do, soar they do
Reaching their highest notes
Sends the strains to the hearts
Blessing all the folks

The words of hymns, from the Word
The message to the letter
Changes something on the inside
Making a person better

Drawing from the heart of man
A swift and sure belief
That trusting in the Son of God
Brings a sinner relief

Turn to number such and such
Stand and let us sing
Praises to our God above
Praise Him in everything

Now let the song of jubilant heart
Rejoice through all its days
Jesus saved me from my sin
He deserves all praise

Copyright Gary James Smith
March 26, 2011 ll.30 a.m.



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Submitted: Saturday, March 26, 2011

Last Updated: Saturday, March 26, 2011

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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