Facing It Down
by Michael Doyle

Facing down the gates of Hell,
I found a better place to dwell.
My shame was provided healing,
And now I am blessed with this feeling.

My heritage from God runs in my veins,
As I praise the holiest of known names.
I've finally done one thing clever,
As I kneel before the cross, now and forever.

His is the kingdom in this eternal hour.
I am blessed to know His holy power.
Jesus, our savior, causes Satan to cower,
And I am blessed by his eternal power.

Forever, I take part in His story,
Amazed by all that is His heavenly glory.
I've put on a blessed attitude,
As I witness this with obedient gratitude.

Rolling thunder displays His universe,
As I lay my pen to humbled verse.
My soul sings in my trembled tone,
That the Lamb gave all that I be no longer alone.

(c) April 8, 2026   Michael Doyle
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