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The Lord Turns His Blessed Face

The Lord Turns His Blessed Faceby Michael DoylePraise the Father; Praise the SonPraise the Spirit for what is doneJoy spreads across all creationGiving us all its holy inspirationTruth is truth, new to oldThis is God’s story toldAll things that are … Continue reading

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From the Mountains of Madness

From the Mountains of Madnessby Michael DoyleIt’s difficult to say which came firstWas it feelings of fear or bloody thirst That moves souls beyond the edges of sadnessPilloried by the blinding drive of madnessThe dreams of men are older than … Continue reading

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A Cry From the Wilderness

A Cry From the Wildernessby Michael DoyleThe Lion of Judah protects our salvationThe keeper of our faith provides our explanationThis family of faith prays in His nameTo find our path perfected without blamePaul and Barnabas sharply disagreedAbout John Mark’s journey, … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Amazing Grace! How Sweet the Sound That Saved A Wretch Like Me! I Once Was Lost But Now Am Found, Was Blind But Now I See

“Amazing grace! how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now am found, Was blind but now I see.” – John Newton

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How, Then, Should I Live?

How Then Should I Live?by Michael DoyleI look around this world with troubles to seeAnd I wonder to myself how then should I be?There are troubles all around – enough to seeThe need is here everywhere for another way to … Continue reading

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Cheap Candles Finding Gold

Cheap Candles Finding Goldby Michael DoyleAsk any Rabbi, and you’re sure to findA story or two to give sight to the blindIt’s a whispered rumor illustrating the taleOf how those with pride are sure to fallEven cheap candles can illuminate … Continue reading

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In A Million Days

In A Million Daysby Michael DoyleI find myself drowning in the ocean of youIn all of the good things I’ve learned to be trueThere, deep within your beautiful, dreamy eyesIs my future that I’ve come to recognizeIt’s said that looks … Continue reading

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Harbor Minds

Harbor Mindsby Michael DoyleLike dolphins on an Aegean journeyBegan the seeds of ancient Greek philosophySome germinating into full-bloomed thoughtOthers leave more room, yet to be soughtOne notion after another brought sight to the blindOne motion after another for the good … Continue reading

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The Secret Woes of Regret

The Secret Woes of Regretby Michael DoyleKept silence about better daysAre still remembered for the better waysWe once so happily lived inBefore the days of blood and drunken sinsWe clean the ship’s hull on the beachTo gain that extra knot … Continue reading

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An Albatross Weighs Me Down

An Albatross Weighs Me Downby Michael DoyleOnce again, I stand reminded of a weightThat my days are numbered and have a dateOn which no more effort will be to my gainI push forward that my life is not in vainIt … Continue reading

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