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We Were Blessed
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By Gary James Smith
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WE WERE BLESSED


Blessed with a church, that sang a lot
Has anybody any favorites here
The hands shot up in unison
Which gave the angels a cheer 
 
We learnt those hymns and sung along
Learning a hundred or two
Great hymns of the faith our favorite
Was always in the pew
 
There were some speedy gonzales's
Who beat us to the punch
But next Sunday we were prepared
And picked our favorite bunch
 
What a wondrous witnessing tool
The song of the soul set free
As it emulates from the heart
Of a sinner such as me
 
Amazing Grace is still around
You've heard it I am sure
Read the biography of this man
John Newton's repetoire

Oh how merry is the heart
That knows its been forgiven
Let hallelujah's rule supreme
In saints now fitted for heaven

Loose the tongues Lord of Thy church
And let it sing Thy praise
Soon we will be singing there
With Christ, the Ancient of Days

 
COPYRIGHT MARCH 26, 2011  L2.OO A,.M
Gary James Smith
 
 


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Submitted: Sunday, April 3, 2011

Last Updated: Monday, April 4, 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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