Tag Archives: Victory

Calling On God’s Name

Calling On God’s Nameby Michael DoyleIn days like these, we seeThe need to depend on divinityIt’s best that we all recallThat even heroes can topple and fallNow, though the battle feels longerOur brave hearts beat ever strongerFollowing Jesus as our … Continue reading

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The Magnificence of Significance

The Magnificence of Significance by Michael DoyleFrom the beginning, we have the visionWe might lack in our precisionBut we know what we’re going forFaith is the kindness that opens the closed doorIn all the paths we are shownWe look back … Continue reading

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To Keep A Godly Heart

To Keep A Godly Heartby Michael DoyleOn most days, I set God-sized goalsDoing my best to grow my stubborn soulLiving large to fill envisioned shoesAll my prayers have surely paid their duesI know my sins nailed Jesus to the crossWho … Continue reading

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Crossing Palms On Purim

Crossing Palms On Purimby Michael DoyleThis blessed day of Purim is also Palm SundayOffering mercy and majesty in God’s own wayA reversal of fortune arises by way of definitionIn how Esther was able to avoid the annihilationOf God’s people on … Continue reading

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No Longer Afraid

No Longer Afraidby Michael DoyleIt’s really not so frightening To see Satan fall like lightningCast down from the Heavens aboveAll in the name of God’s sacred loveLiving life as a personal testimonyThe world sometimes crashes down on meAnd I’ll remain … 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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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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Deep End Moments

Deep End Momentsby Michael DoyleThe deep end of the dating sceneIt can be or seem extremely shallowThat is, if you know what I meanIt’s, at best, the higher love’s shadowCan true love come without face-to-face?Or is that hoping for a … Continue reading

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In Compromise

In Compromiseby Michael DoyleThe greatest gift that life can giveIs the true love that gives the will to liveIn a compromise, we bargain what’s possibleNever doubting the more of which we’re capableThose untroubled by the fires of burning loveAre destined … Continue reading

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What Queen Frostine Taught Me

What Queen Frostine Taught Meby Michael DoyleQueen Frostine taught me to cherish victorySweetly satisfying and stacked in her mysteryAt four years old, I began to learn to take my turn Life was full of all these sorts of things to … Continue reading

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