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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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There’s Been A Little Damage

There’s Been A Little Damageby Michael DoyleThere’s been a little damage to my eyesBut that’s the cost to all that I’ve seenAs with a brave heart ready for the sunriseThere have been so many places that I’ve beenThe experts say … Continue reading

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Courage To Speak Honestly

Courage To Speak Honestlyby Michael DoyleLost in life’s waves as they come and goWhether trough or crest there is much to knowWe must never be afraid to speak honestlyRailing against injustice and acting efficientlyAs much as we can to rid … Continue reading

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Exiting To A New Beginning

Exiting To A New Beginningby Michael DoyleThe alpha and the omegaThe beginning and the endLife’s alpha and its omegaLaid bare at the year’s beginning and endGod breathes our lives into motionWhatever the season’s emotionsWe aim to begin and finish strongAs … Continue reading

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Remembering When Kindness Was In Fashion

Remembering When Kindness Was in Fashionby Michael DoyleWe live in a time of self-limited imaginationWhere people cannot dream of outside creationBut mysteriously believe in writing only experienceSuch as found in personal and depraved dalliancesRather than dreaming of the bigger conceptionsToo … Continue reading

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The Freedom Agenda

The Freedom Agendaby Michael DoyleI read the headlines to my great consternationThat Newsome and others would change our constitutionThe thoughts of over my dead body come to mindIt’s time we leave such foolish thoughts behindIt’s not enough to simply win … Continue reading

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A Harper Rises

A Harper Risesby Michael DoyleWhen a harper rises from his slumberAnd whatever the spell that he’s been underHe will find his answers become rightAs though illuminated by the lightNo longer trading in colloquialisms and slightBut speaking only the true, noble, … Continue reading

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In Our Praise

In Our Praiseby Michael DoyleThe mercy shines brightStrong in battle; setting things rightJesus rules over us allAs in in His presence, we recallThat no one has this powerThat the Lord brings every hourSeated on His holy throneReigning over us as … Continue reading

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First Principles: The Battle, Sir, Is Not To the Strong Alone; It Is To the Vigilant, the Active, the Brave

“The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.” – Patrick Henry (1775)

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Beyond the Thunder Dome

Beyond the Thunder Domeby Michael DoyleIt took a day to really sink inTo catch my peace and reach ZenA private dancer left the buildingTo rest in Heaven, if God be willingRock-n-roll has lost its acid queenThe hips that hollered a … Continue reading

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