Tag Archives: Sight

The One Who Won’t Go Away

The One Who Won’t Go Awayby Michael DoyleIn the air is a feeling of anticipationAs we joyfully prepare our contributionChristmas is coming as if we’re dreamingSoul shine fills us as if it’s beamingGod is with us as we happily prepare … Continue reading

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If Space and Time…

If Space and Time…by Michael DoyleIt’s only been a matter of a few passing yearsI’m alone on your birthday except for my tearsTalking to God again, I stare off into the nightYours was the sisterly love that was my guiding … Continue reading

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Jesus Is the Key

Jesus Is the Keyby Michael DoyleThe story has been toldJesus is the key to all I holdHe’s there in every victoryAs near and far as I can seeGiving sight to the blindI see how He’s healed the lameLooking further, I … Continue reading

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Age of Anxiety

Age of Anxietyby Michael DoyleLooking out for my daughters with empathyAs this modern age drips with anxietyThere are so many issues and concerns seenIt quickly overwhelms any human beingIt has become an epidemic across this nationWhere morbid complexity gives way … Continue reading

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In A Less Than Perfect World

In A Less Than Perfect Worldby Michael DoyleI look out into my living roomIt gives me hope instead of gloomTo see my daughters study by preferenceAnd not out of some required deferenceMaybe I did one or two things rightTo be … Continue reading

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The Power In His Name

The Power In His Nameby Michael DoyleThere is no real limitTo the power of the Holy SpiritIf only we’ll heed and hear itOpenly embracing, not to fear itThis is the way of His gloryRevealed with each page of His storyWe … Continue reading

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How, Then, Should I Live?

How Then Should I Live?by Michael DoyleI look around this world with troubles to seeAnd I wonder to myself how then should I be?There are troubles all around – enough to seeThe need is here everywhere for another way to … Continue reading

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Cheap Candles Finding Gold

Cheap Candles Finding Goldby Michael DoyleAsk any Rabbi, and you’re sure to findA story or two to give sight to the blindIt’s a whispered rumor illustrating the taleOf how those with pride are sure to fallEven cheap candles can illuminate … Continue reading

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Harbor Minds

Harbor Mindsby Michael DoyleLike dolphins on an Aegean journeyBegan the seeds of ancient Greek philosophySome germinating into full-bloomed thoughtOthers leave more room, yet to be soughtOne notion after another brought sight to the blindOne motion after another for the good … Continue reading

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An Albatross Weighs Me Down

An Albatross Weighs Me Downby Michael DoyleOnce again, I stand reminded of a weightThat my days are numbered and have a dateOn which no more effort will be to my gainI push forward that my life is not in vainIt … Continue reading

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