Tag Archives: Together

Tempted By Our Sins

Tempted By Our Sinsby Michael DoyleWe explore our levels of intimacyHow we want things for our family There’s something to the craveThat will either break or saveThere’s so much to sayOur expectations will stayLet’s keep to our decisions madeAnd not … Continue reading

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Home Is Felt

Home Is Feltby Michael DoyleBanging on the walls of our spacesChecking the layout of our placesPopping the bottle of our cheerWe’ll find our way to make our thereThe there of our shared creature comfortLearning how we’ll fit and comportSpinning around … Continue reading

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Certainty Grows

Certainty Growsby Michael DoyleThere is a certainty felt 100%I believe in the you this representsThese are the keys of responsibilityThat validate our sense of securityLetting the differences build our memoriesI know that you and I know no urgenciesAs we float … Continue reading

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Newport Aquarium

Newport Aquariumby Michael DoyleAs though a knight eager on his questI, as a father, find little need to restInstead, I eagerly undertake a two-hour driveGlad to teach my daughters and feel aliveThough I wish I could take them to the … Continue reading

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Hey Everybody

Hey Everybodyby Michael DoyleHey everybodyGather around (gather around)We come together as a bodyTo sing about what we’ve foundComing together in this hourWe testify about God’s holy powerShining as He does in the shadowOur battles are in the prayers we knowSome … Continue reading

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To Find That One Person

To Find That One Personby Michael DoyleTo find that person in life’s journeyIs instrumental to being happyWith each touch and every kissI know now how much I would truly missIf ever I should not have foundIn this world where no … Continue reading

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Worthy Of Our Praise

Worthy of Our Praiseby Michael DoyleAll of our best daysBegin by giving God praiseAs the blindest eyes seeThe blessings of the TrinityGiving our all is what we bringHere together as we singNot as moments of platitudeBut moved by righteous gratitudeTo … Continue reading

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Beautifully Amazed

Beautifully Amazedby Michael DoyleWe paint a life seen togetherCertain that our blessings are betterAs we talk into the nightBefore we know it, it’s the morning lightLearning things of complexityAs we break it down into simplicityLife can be overly demandingBut it … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: A Cynical, Mercenary, Demagogic Press Will Produce In Time A People As Base As Itself. The Power To Mould the Future of the Republic Will Be In the Hands of the Journalists of Future Generations

“Our Republic and its press will rise or fall together. An able, disinterested, public-spirited press, with trained intelligence to know the right and courage to do it, can preserve that public virtue without which popular government is a sham and … Continue reading

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At First Sight…

At First Sight…by Michael DoyleAt first sight, it is the love expectedAfter a life of being unrequitedI feel it with the kiss of your lipsThe sparks run to my fingertipsI pay attention to what my heart tells meWhile praying to … Continue reading

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