Tag Archives: Praise

Grace In This World of Darkness

Grace In This World of Darknessby Michael DoyleIn this world of darknessWe often find too much harshnessAnd not enough faith and loveThat we are told is given from heaven aboveThe Lord has paid our costIn redeeming us from being lostTo … Continue reading

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To Our Feet

To Our Feetby Michael DoyleWe stand to our feetHanding Satan his defeatSinging our redemptionRising up in contemplationAs we think of our freedomHere in the Lord’s kingdomWe find the Lord in praiseSinging throughout our daysWe have defeated the graveThrough the power … Continue reading

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With Uplifted Voice

With Uplifted Voiceby Michael DoyleWith uplifted voiceWe join in our praiseKeeping the spirit to rejoiceThroughout our daysAs long as the day has lengthThe Lord is my special strengthAs the days pass, once againWe end each prayer with AmenProtecting us as … Continue reading

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First Principles: Naked I Came From My Mother’s Womb and Naked I will Depart. The Lord Gave and the Lord Has Taken Away; May the Name of the Lord Be Praised

“Naked I came from my mother’s womb,    and naked I will depart.[a]The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away;    may the name of the Lord be praised.” – Job 1:21

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Always Worthy of Praise

Always Worthy of Praiseby Michael DoyleThe faith of the Church savesUplifting us from our gravesLet those who see plainly singAbout God’s victory over everythingSatan has come to know his defeatGained, for us, as Jesus took His seatWe were given the … Continue reading

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An Outpouring of Praise

An Outpouring of Praiseby Michal DoyleWith the power to saveYou called me out of my graveI was heavy from sins chainsAnd all of my own efforts were in vainThe day of my salvationCame to change my destinationYour love brought a … Continue reading

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A Redemption Song

A Redemption Songby Michael DoyleThey harked the heraldAs the angels began to singSpreading the good newsIn the joy they dared to bringOn the night of the first NoelWith the shepherds in the fieldThe angels began to tell the taleOf mercy … Continue reading

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In All My Remaining Days

In All My Remaining Daysby Michael DoyleNo matter what the seasonI’ve found that Jesus is the reasonHe has no other rivalAs the key to my survivalI call on His holy nameAnd if it is all the sameI will give him … Continue reading

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Wandering In the Night

Wandering In the Nightby Michael DoyleWeary souls wandering in the nightIn need of a healing lightWe are not ever truly aloneThanking God, we are not on our ownWe are unburdened from bitternessOur saved souls have felt the tendernessWalking each moment … Continue reading

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Cornerstone

Cornerstoneby Michael DoyleI have a cornerstoneOn which I build my lifeThe Rock of my foundationIs Christ the LordAs the holder of the keysOf our proclaimed oathDeclaring the truthIn every step we takeI link hands in prayerAs part of the ChurchTo … Continue reading

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