Great Is the Lord
by Michael Doyle

Though the rains may fall,
I will hear and heed your call.
Through my darkest days,
I will always sing your praise.

Through all that Satan has done,
I will keep my eyes on the Son.
Whispering my love to your morning,
Whatever comes without warning.

When I hear just what I feel,
I turn to see, and know it's real.
Looking into the spirit of God's endless light,
He's taken an aspiration and turned it right.

The sins burn bright in eternal fire.
So it is with God's holy desire.
The winds blow through the trees,
And we pray as we are fallen on our knees.

It's never-ending as we turn to praise.
God's love falls on us to the end of days.
We learn the only way to love is to give.
This is the secret that every Christian lives.

(c) August 18, 2026   Michael Doyle
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