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In The Shadow Of The Cross
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By Gary James Smith
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In The Shadow of the Cross

In the shadow of the cross
I wipe a tear away
And think of those rejecting Him
What will they do that day
When summoned before their Maker
To give account for all their living
The full realization taking effect
How they should have been thanksgiving

That emptiness with all its horror
That proof with reality
The nail prints in His hands His feet
The piercing sword mark of Calvary
Then to be separated forever
From the Lamb that for sinner's was slain
An eternal regret to live with now
A tormenting that will never end

Lord energize me by Thy Spirit
To live my life for Thee
To have a compassionate heart for others
To share what will set them free
And give out love as a daily practice
For not my will but Thine
That souls may be saved as a result
May it be the chief prayer of mine!

Copyright April 2 2018 12:53am

Gary James Smith



 

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Submitted: Monday, April 2, 2018

Last Updated: Tuesday, April 3, 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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