Lord You're Our First Responder Poem by Gary James Smith

Lord You're Our First Responder 10: 34 PM


Lord You're our first Responder
To our Salvation plight
You knew in the beginning Lord
That we wouldn't get it right
We were frail in the flesh
Our soul's destiny at stake
You undertook in magnificant fashion
Our sin problem to brake

And what deliverance power
When all is done and said
You arose up from the grave
Although You were pronounced dead
And now we live in glorious fashion
Because of Your Resurrection
You did death and the overcoming of it
To a divine degree of perfection

Sin no longer was our master
Nor we a slave unto it
You alone delivered us from Hell
You saw our way right through it
Now happy campers on Your earth
Praise God You are our Master
Grace supplied for all our needs
It's freely there to ask for

In first Responder fashion
You were eager to save
Billions of lives in need of Salvation
And to have victory over the grave
My responses unto You...
I praise You...I praise You my Lord
For enabling me to enjoy finding You
When I sought You in the Word

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright July 12 202010: 58 PM

Gary James Smith