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While They Break Our Hearts

While They Break Our Heartsby Michael DoyleLife is full of imprecisionsToo many mistakesAnd too many bad decisionsRomances gone wrongNever knowing where one belongsJust another round of heartbreak songsStaying up late to catch a breakSome things can’t be fakeWhile they break … Continue reading

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As To Heaven, Our Hands Raise

As To Heaven, Our Hands Raiseby Michael DoyleIn our Christian legacyJesus is our first priorityHe is before all other thingsAnd He is for whom we singIn the beginning was the WordBefore any other thought occurredUntil He came to dwell among … Continue reading

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Cicero Speaks On Becoming Older

Cicero Speaks On Becoming Olderby Michael DoyleLife passes through many a stageUntil calumniating in old ageIt’s a folly to hold this in despiseWe’d be better off to open our eyesCicero offers us his philosopher’s lookIn his writing of many a … Continue reading

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Hands Tell the Story

Hands Tell the Storyby Michael DoyleSmooth and sultryThe jazz flautistSmooths out her linesSoothing like a silk mysteryThe jazz flautistBlows our mindsWhile somewhereIn that over thereA man watches a womanWishing he might persevereAnd didn’t know the fearLike only a man in … Continue reading

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Under the Potter’s Hands

Under the Potter’s Handsby Michael DoyleUnder the potter’s handsHe forms the clayWe talk, He understandsWe live yet another dayIn our time, we fold handsAcross the world, in many landsTalking to God quietlyRescued from myself politelyGod in His purpose and mercyCorrects … Continue reading

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To Lean Out of Wandering

To Lean Out of Wanderingby Michael DoyleLiving out the days of my back fortyKnowing that the end may come shortlyLike Moses, I lift my hands in prayerLiving a moment of taking proper careHaving learned to number my precious daysI long … Continue reading

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In A Walk of Faith

In A Walk of Faithby Michael DoyleThe heartbeat behind the day to dayis to find our way to Jesus along the wayIt’s hard to lean into more enthusiasmThan to find anything but optimismIn a walk of faith, we are awestruckIn … Continue reading

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First Principles: We Have Therefore To Resolve To Conquer or Die… Let Us Therefore Rely Upon the Goodness of the Cause, and the Aid of the Supreme Being, In Whose Hands Victory Is

“We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die. … Let us therefore rely upon the goodness of the Cause, and the aid of the supreme Being, in whose hands Victory is, to animate and encourage us to great and … Continue reading

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Set Apart

Set Apartby Michael DoyleAs a church, we’re set apartBy God, stirred in our heartsLiving life by past precedentWe do our best to live reverentBestowed in the Lord’s good favorIt’s a life we’re meant to savorFearfully and wonderfully madeThere is no … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II

Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II, III and IVby Michael DoyleII.Conjuring tales and hallucinationServe up as the Devil’s illustrationIt’s a triumph of base deceitQuietly play on a foggy London streetToo many things are better left unsaidWhere this an extraordinary sense … Continue reading

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