Tag Archives: Saves

A Nation’s Passion Play

A Nation’s Passion Playby Michael DoyleFrom our earliest days, when we dwelt in caves,We have tried to understand what it is that savesOur rarest sentiments are served up like a delicacyThese are questionable as we define principled libertyIt is a … Continue reading

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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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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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