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Hymns Are Like
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By Gary James Smith
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Hymns Are Like

Hymns are like a spiritual injection
They remind us of the Lord
And memories always come cascading
Of the blessings through God's Word
You never know what nugget of song
May reach your heart one day
And begin the tears of rejoicing 
For when Salvation came your way

Sweet the songs that soul's embrace
And hold as preciousness
Days of our walks with the Lord
His lifting of sin's heaviness
Now we not only see the light
But we walk in lightness as well
For we have a Saviour of blessed hope
Who has delivered our soul's from Hell

So many hymns have preached to me
To remind me of my Lord
And how distant sometimes I've found that my heart
Was in need of getting back to the Word
So thank you hymns for the inspiration
That the Spirit lead the authors to write
You've brought me back so many a time
By giving me songs in the night...

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright July 11 2022 12:08 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Monday, July 11, 2022

Last Updated: Monday, July 11, 2022

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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