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I've Been Use To Saying
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By Gary James Smith
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I've Been Use To Saying

I've been use to saying
Boys oh boys when trials come my way
Instead of time for the giving  of thanks 
And taking the time to pray 
It's so easy to worry, worry
And put oneself in a dither
When all the while the Spirit calls
And says my child come hither

How greater to give surrender to
The perfect will of God
And learn to trust that Omnipotent One
Who always seeks our good 
God knows of all our trials ahead
And tests us in the way
To see how faithful our determination is
To take the time to pray

Praise God for His nearness
Our never failing Friend
For even though we may fail Him
He helps us time and time again
So never be overcome with hesitancy
In each trial that comes your way
But be encouraged my brother, my friend
That you take the time to pray!

Hallelujah,  what a Saviour!
August 31 2023 10:26 PM
Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Friday, September 1, 2023

Last Updated: Friday, September 1, 2023

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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