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Compounded Grace
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By Gary James Smith
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Compounded Grace

Compounded grace is never diminished
Straight from the Throne of Heaven
Grace upon grace to each believer
Grace for us while we are living
As such we are saved by grace
And grace will lead us home
He giveth more grace for our trials here
With His grace we are never alone

Grace extended to the chief of sinner's
Sufficient for all of our need
Grace for the taking by faith in Jesus
Marvellous grace indeed
Grace extends hope for the lost one
There's mercy for you at the cross
Come now be ye reconciled to God
No need to suffer loss

Yes with grace as our constant Companion
Day in and day out we are blessed
It should be the trademark of Christians
That rarely are we stressed
For so He giveth His beloved one's rest
Until we see His face
But until then we'll carry on
For all sufficient is His grace!

Copyright February 10 2018 12:49AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Saturday, February 10, 2018

Last Updated: Saturday, February 10, 2018

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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