Our Father's Days
by Michael Doyle

The darkness is running
As the Lord's joy is coming.
We'll live our victory days,
Loudly singing in praise.

We clap our hands
As we joyfully understand.
It feels so sublime
As we're keeping holy time.

Rejoicing in the day the Lord made.
I'm walking strong and unafraid.
Watching the darkness running
As His kingdom is coming.

Immersed by thorough baptism,
I am filled with grace and optimism.
The days to come are filled with glory.
This is my savior's story.

An everlasting love plays its symphony,
Holy and complete with loving empathy.
Our hearts are filled with mercy's praise.
These are our Father's days.

(c) April 25, 2026   Michael Doyle
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