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The Quiet Colors
The Quiet Colorsby Michael DoyleAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeI feel as lonely as the pain insideTortured to my soul, and … Continue reading
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Tagged Abandoned, Above Water, Aks, Bluff, Broken, Broken Cross, Call, Close, Confuse, Cross, Crucified, Damaged Control, Dead, Deep, Done, Drown, Father, Feel, From the Inside, Going On, Hang, Head, Hide, History, Inside, Job, Killing Me, Lonely, Look Into My Eyes, Mercy, Midnight Hour, Misery, No Longer Know Me, No Right To Complain, Nobody's Son, Nowhere to Hide, Overwhelm, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Pull, Pulled, Quiet Colors, Reach, Realize, Reminded, Rot, Satan, See, Soul, Sould, Stand, Strings, Strong Enough, Teeth, The Lord, Too Much, Tortured, Wrong
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Thought For the Day: Something Might Be Done By Throwing All One’s Weight On the Scale of Breadth, Tolerance, Charity, Temperance, Peace, and Kindliness To Man and Beast
“I should dearly love that the world should be ever so little better for my presence. Even on this small stage we have our two sides, and something might be done by throwing all one’s weight on the scale of … Continue reading
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Tagged Arthur Conan Doyle, Big Blows, Breadth, Charity, Count, Done, Kindliness, Little Better, Little Ones, Love, Man and Beast, Peace, Presence, Scale, Small Stage, Temperance, Thought For the Day, Tolerance, Two Sides, Weight, World
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In Prayers for My Mother
In Prayers For My Motherby Michael DoyleMy ex-wife recovers from surgery on this Mother’s DayI gave up the weekend she owed to show in some sort of wayThat I wish her to recover and want my daughters to tendTo her … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Best, Better Son, Call On God, Church, Daughters, Done, Every Day, Ex Wife, Family, Grace, Heaven, Imperfect Son, Jesus, Laugh, Lessons, Look Back, Love, Loving and Brave, Mature, Miracle, Mom, Momma, Mother, Mother's Day, My Mother, Nature, Personal Relationship, Poetry and Poems, Prayers, Precious Daughters, Present, Quietly Pray, Recover, Remember, Saves, Show, Sought, Strength, Struggle and Strife, Stumble, Surgery, Taught, Tear, Tend, The Lord, The Power, The Son, Think, Throughout My Day, Time, Time To Pray, Traces, Trail, Weekend
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He Inspires
He Inspiresby Michael DoyleThough His body was brokenIn His words that were spokenHe revealed that we are forgivenEven in the times that we live inAs our living hope, He held out His handOffering grace that we might understandThe struggles we … Continue reading
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Tagged Body, Broken, Darkest Night, Done, Forgiven, Gentleness, Glory, God, Grace, He Inspires, His Puproses, His Story, Holy Spirit, In Him, Justify, Light, Living Hope, Poetry and Poems, Shine, Son, Speak, Spoken, Strength, Struggle, Testify, Times, Tire, Truth, Understand, Ways, Whisper, Words
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The Magnificence of Significance
The Magnificence of Significance by Michael DoyleFrom the beginning, we have the visionWe might lack in our precisionBut we know what we’re going forFaith is the kindness that opens the closed doorIn all the paths we are shownWe look back … Continue reading
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Tagged Arose, Authority, Baton, Beginning, Biblical Verse, Billy Graham, Character, Christ, Christianity, Circumstances, Closed Door, Created, Cross, Details, Done, Ears To Hear, Eden, Embrace, Eyes To See, Face, Faith, First, Generosity, Gnosticism, God, Grown, His Blood, In the Name of, Interwoven, Jesus, Jesus Christ, Kindness, Know, Lack, Magnificence, Open, Palestine, Paths, Pessimism, Poetry and Poems, Post-Modernism, Poverty, Precision, Purpose, Redemption, Reveal, Serpent, Service, Shown, Significance, Spoken, Stay, Steadfast, Sucession, Supremacy, Teach, Temptation, Thirst, Three Days, Universe, Victory, Vision
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Worthy Of Our Praise
Worthy of Our Praiseby Michael DoyleAll of our best daysBegin by giving God praiseAs the blindest eyes seeThe blessings of the TrinityGiving our all is what we bringHere together as we singNot as moments of platitudeBut moved by righteous gratitudeTo … Continue reading
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Tagged All, Best Days, Bless, Blessings, Blind Eye, Bring, Choice, Darkness, Day, Done, God, God Alone, Gratitude, Keep, Light, Miracle, Moments, Move, Night, Our, Our All, Platitude, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Promises, Prove, Rainmaker, Reoognize, Righteous, Sing, Son, Together, Trinity, Voice, Weep, Words, Worship, Worthy
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