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Tag Archives: Jesus
Concerns For Perennial Truths
Concerns For Perennial Truthsby Michael DoyleAdmittedly, I grew up differently,Believing in my nation and God reverently.Strength of character and in spirit,Where the battle was righteous, I would bear it.I have watched as our ideals were beaten down,And somehow Marxism claimed … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Battle, Believe, Character, Christianity, Concern, Different, Dignity, God, Ideals, Jesus, Marsxism, Moral Order, Nation, Pbility, Perennial Truths, Philosophy, Poetry and Poems, Politics, Prosperity, Purpose, Recovery, Reverence, Righteous, Self-Government, Service, Sovereignty, Spirit, Strength, Technocracy
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Serving As the Lord Serves Us
Serving As the Lord Serves Usby Michael DoyleGod’s wrath is at Satan’s snare;Seeking to keep evil at bay and fair.The path forward for humanityIs best walked with modest humility.Across the level ground under the cross,We keep aware of Christ’s loss.In … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Bible, Bridge, Christianity, Cross, Destination, Evil, Faith, Gentiles, God, God's Love, God's Wrath, Hitory, Humanity, Humility, Jesus, Jews, Level Ground, Lord, Loss, Myter, Open-Door, Poetry and Poems, Rebellious Nature, Remnant, Salvation, Satan, Serve, Snare
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A Holy Genealogy
A Holy Genealogyby Michael DoyleIt didn’t really begin with the rolling back of a stoneAs Jesus reached out to prove we are not alone.The church was born to spread the faith of our gospelAllowing believers to have assurance that all … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Accept, Acceptance, Alone, Assurance, Be;lieve, Beginnning, Believers, Bible's Pages, Call, Chosen, Christianity, Chronology, Cotemplation, Deviation, Discern, Discovery, Faith, Family, Fospel, Genealogy, God, Good, Good News, Goodness of God, Grace, Great Banquet, History, Holy, Holy Remnant, Holy Spirit, Humanity, Inspection, Jesus, Love, Open Door, Poetry and Poems, Receive, Redemption, Self-Control, Soul, Stone, Struggle, The Church, Treasure, True
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Believing in Blessings
Believing In Blessingsby Michael DoyleEncountering the profound,I praise the goodness I have found.Looking into God’s face,I find myself touched by His grace.I have nothing left to prove,Loving to watch God as He movesThe world with His ways.I’ve seen a lot … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Believe, Blessings, Father, Found, God, God's Face, Goodness, Grace, Jesus, Last, Love, Loving Life, Move, Nation, Passing Days, Past, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Profound, Prove, Salvation, The Son, Touch, Touched, Trace, World
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Coming To Faith
Coming To Faithby Michael DoyleJesus is known by His many names.These are revealed as we examine Biblical claims.We find it is with prayerful considerationThat there is power in every faithful iteration. In the shadow and light of His sacrifice and … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Assurance, Beauty, Believer's Constitution, Bible, Biblical Claims, Christ Fulfills the Law, Christianity, Coming To Faith, Confess, Connection, Daily Dwell, Dignity, Explanation, Faith, God, God's Light, Holy Call, Iteration, Jesus, Knowledge, Live Christ, Many Names, Near, Passing Day, Poetry and Poem, Power, Prayerful Consideration, Respond, Sacrifice and Resurrection, Salvation, Shadow and Light, Sin, Spiritual Marathon, Strive, Surpassing Love, The Book of Romans, Theological Leading Edge
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Each Day Is A Gift
Each Day Is A Giftby Michael DoyleEach day, it seems, is a gift receivedFrom God above, or so it is believedBut there is no real proof to be givenSo, a little doubt might yet be forgiven.Prayer doesn’t change God, just … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alone, Answers, Beliefs, Believed, Bible, Change God, Christianity, Confidence, Day, Deep, Doubt, Faith, Fall Apart, Forgiven, Fruit of the Spirit, Gift, God, Good fight, Jesus, Man, Maybe, No, Our Father, Passing Shadow, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Prayers, Proof, Received, Savor, Shallow, Slay Me, Stumbling, Supplication, The Past, Three Flavors, Twice Removed, Value, Yes, Yesterday
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Stumbling Stones of Salvation
Stumbling Stones of Salvationby Michael DoyleTo deprive the world would be like violence.If preachers were to keep this in their silence,Not allowing the people to hear an explanationAbout God’s grand plan to provide us salvation.With boldness, we speak the word.In … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Bible, Bold, Christianity, Clarity, Explanation, Faith, God, God's Grand Plan, Gospel, Holy Lecay, Jesus, Poetry and Poems, Preachers, Salvation, Silence, Struggle, Stumbling Stones, The World, Transforative, Violence
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Triumphant Circumstance
Triumphant Circumstanceby Michael DoyleI stand triumphant in my dedicationTo the belief in God as a cause for celebration.Death has, indeed, lost its unholy sting.In words of praise, I will continue to sing.The first Adam brought us sin’s death.Christ, as new … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Baance, Belief, Breath, Cause, Celebration, Christ, Death, Dedication, Embrace, First Adam, Fullness, Garden of Eden, God, Grace, Holy Creation, Jesus, Life, New Adam, Path, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Redemption, Salvation, Sin, Sing, Sting, Triumphant Circumstance, True North, True Worth, Wonder
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Victory Worn
Victory Wornby Michael DoyleWhen we talk about my king,I can’t help but sing.Wide awake with praise,I lift my voice in all my days.Into the world, He shines His light.Darkness is defeated in this fight.With Grace given on Calvary,He has given … Continue reading
Posted in Photographs & Memories
Tagged Arose, Calvary, Darkness, Days, Devil, Dignity, Down, Enemy, Felt Victory, Fight, Grace, Heaven, Heaven and Earth, His Life, Holiness, Holy Veil, Jesus, Light, Lion, Mine, My King, Parades, Poetry and Poems, Powerfully Real, Praise, Reveal, Seamlessly, Sing, Stone, Talk, The Lamb, Torn, Victory Worn, Voice
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