Look at what the Lord has done. He's gone and set me free. By the power of the Father and the Son. Their truth brings our liberty.
Here through my famished dignity, I experience my damaged humanity. Serious business finished on the cross, I have gained much through sacrificial loss.
His is the kingdom and the glory. We are part of this holy story. I stand as part of His creation, Looking at His stars with fascination.
I am impressed by the blessings that I receive, And by His power, I am steadfast as I believe. It's fantastic that one so very holy Would take notice of a wretch like me.
Within His blessed echo, I step out of His shadow. And now I'm sure of how to go As I let God's love flow.
(c) March 5, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along