Lord, Thou Art Worthy: Our Righteousness Flows Only From Thy Blessed Sacrifice by Debbie Harris

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A Note from the Poet

Dear Reader,

These words poured straight from my heart in a moment of pure worship. May they remind you, as they remind me, that our worth is never our own — it is found entirely in Him.

Revelation 5:12

“And I beheld, and I heard the voice of many angels round about the throne and the beasts and the elders: and the number of them was ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands; Saying with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing.”

Revelation 4:11

“Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honour and power: for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were created.”

On Being Made Righteous by His Sacrifice

2 Corinthians 5:21

“For he hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.”

On Royal Heirs & Grafted In

Romans 8:16-17

“The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God: And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ…”

Romans 11:17

“And if some of the branches be broken off, and thou, being a wild olive tree, wert grafted in among them, and with them partakest of the root and fatness of the olive tree…”

On Being Loved and Adored

Ephesians 1:6

“To the praise of the glory of his grace, wherein he hath made us accepted in the beloved.”

On Lives Filled with Praise

Hebrews 13:15

“By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.”

Lord Thou art worthy,

Your worthiness makes all of us righteous,

holy and worthy

because we are Your royal heirs,

grafted in, loved and adored!

Our worth is only based

on Thy blessed sacrifice!

May our lives be filled

with Thy praise.

Ardent Adoration by Debbie Harris

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Poet’s Note

Dear Reader,

In moments of quiet wonder, when the soul feels the weight of divine beauty and the heart can no longer contain its joy, these lines were born. They are not merely words, but a humble offering — a song of ardent love and ceaseless praise lifted to the Glorious King who reigns above all yet draws near in tender grace.

May they kindle in your own heart the same adoration, and may every reading become an act of worship.

With reverence and affection,

The Poet

Psalm 145:1

I will extol thee, my God, O king; and I will bless thy name for ever and ever.

Psalm 95:6

O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the LORD our maker.

1 Chronicles 29:11

Thine, O LORD, is the greatness, and the power, and the glory, and the victory, and the majesty: for all that is in the heaven and in the earth is thine; thine is the kingdom, O LORD, and thou art exalted as head above all.

Psalm 145:3

Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised; and his greatness is unsearchable.

Revelation 4:11

Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honour and power: for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were created.

Psalm 47:6-7

Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises. For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.

Psalm 63:3-4

Because thy lovingkindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee. Thus will I bless thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in thy name.

Revelation 5:13

And every creature which is in heaven, and on the earth, and under the earth, and such as are in the sea, and all that are in them, heard I saying, Blessing, and honour, and glory, and power, be unto him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever.

O Glorious King, enthroned above,

My heart overflows with ardent love;

In deepest adoration I adore,

And lift to Thee my soul’s pure store.

Thy majesty sets heaven ablaze,

Yet draws me near in wondrous grace;

Eternal Beauty, ever true,

I praise Thee, Lord, and worship You.

All that I am, all that I own,

I lay before Thy mercy’s throne;

My joy, my breath, my every praise—

Forever Thine, through endless days.

They That Are Wise Shall Shine as the Brightness of the Firmament: A Poetic Rendering of Daniel 12:3 by Debbie Harris

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Dear Reader,

These verses were born in quiet meditation upon the luminous promise of Daniel 12:3. In a world grown dim with shadows, the Spirit still whispers that those who are wise — not with the wisdom of this age, but with the fear of the Lord — shall shine as the brightness of the firmament. And they that turn many to righteousness shall be as the stars forever and ever.I have sought, with trembling hand, to clothe this eternal truth in language worthy of its Source. The poem is no mere literary exercise; it is a prayer set to meter. It exalts the atoning work of the Lamb once slain, the transforming power of His grace that takes sinners and makes them luminaries in His kingdom, and the coming day when every redeemed soul will reflect the undimmed glory of the Bright and Morning Star. If these lines stir even a single heart to deeper devotion, to bolder witness, or to greater longing for Christ’s appearing, then they have fulfilled their purpose. May you, dear reader, be among those who shine with deathless radiance — robed not in your own merit, but in the righteousness of Him who hung upon the cursed tree and rose in triumph. May the Saviour-King Himself kindle fresh fire in your soul as you read, that you too may turn the erring sons and daughters of night to the Lamb, and so shine forever in His glorious presence.

To the Lamb upon the throne be all the praise, now and forevermore. Amen.


Daniel 12:3 (KJV)

And they that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament; and they that turn many to righteousness as the stars for ever and ever.

They that are wise shall shine as firmament’s own fire,
In splendour clad that dims the noonday sun;
Their light, the very glory of Messiah’s choir,
Shall blaze undimmed when time itself is done.

And they who turn the erring sons of night
To righteousness, to Christ the Lamb once slain,
Shall gleam as stars in everlasting light,
Where glory crowns the Victor’s endless reign.

No fleeting spark, no twilight’s pale decline,
Shall touch the radiance of their deathless brow;
For He who hung upon the cursed sign
Hath robed them now in light that angels bow.

O Saviour-King, Thou Bright and Morning Star,
Make us Thy wisdom, make us wholly Thine;
That we, who lead the lost where mercies are,
May shine forever in Thy light divine.

When all the ransomed throng in triumph raise
The song that fills the crystal sea with praise,
Then shall Thy servants, clothed in Thy own rays,
Shine on, bright as the glory of Thy face.

Forever, and forever, world without end—
To Thee, O Lamb of God, be praise and power,
Who makest sinners shine as heaven’s friend,
And stars of glory Thine, forevermore. Amen.

Bouquets of Divine and Holy Beauty: Sacred Blossoms in the Garden of the Soul by Debbie Harris

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Dear Reader,

From the Poet

These words were not written merely to be read, but to be felt—like the soft brush of a petal against your cheek on a quiet morning. In a world that often moves too fast and forgets to look upward, I wanted to offer you something gentle yet eternal: Bouquets of Divine and Holy Beauty.

Each stanza is a small gathering of flowers grown in the garden of the soul. They are reminders that holiness is not distant or abstract, but woven into the very fabric of creation—present in every bloom, every fragrance, every moment of unexpected grace. The rose, the lily, the iris, the orchid… they are living psalms, silent yet singing of a Love that fashioned both galaxies and gardenias.

If these lines bring you even a single breath of peace, a flicker of light in shadowed hours, or a deeper awareness of the Gardener who tends us all, then they have done what they were meant to do.

May you walk gently through your days, gathering sacred blossoms wherever you find them.

With reverence and hope,

The Poet

Matthew 6:28-29 (NIV)

And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.

Song of Solomon 2:1-2 (NIV)

I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Like a lily among thorns is my darling among the young women.

Hosea 14:5 (NIV)

I will be like the dew to Israel; he will blossom like a lily. Like a cedar of Lebanon he will send down his roots; his young shoots will grow.

Song of Solomon 2:12 (NIV)

Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.

Isaiah 35:1-2 (NIV)

The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.

Isaiah 40:8 (NIV)

The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.

In gardens where the veil of heaven thins,

Petals unfurl like whispered prayers,

Bouquets of divine and holy beauty spin

On stems of light, beyond all earthly cares.

Each rose, a flame of crimson sacred fire,

Burns softly with the love that fashioned stars;

Lilies white as souls that never tire,

Bow low before the breath of morning’s scars.

The iris lifts her blade of violet grace,

A sword of truth through shadows deep and cold;

Daisies cluster in a childlike face,

Their golden hearts reflecting joys untold.

Orchids hover, jewels of the unseen throne,

Fragrance rising like incense at the shrine;

Honeysuckle vines where angels drone

Their ancient hymns in tendrils intertwined.

These are not mere flowers born of clay and rain—

They are the signatures of mercy’s hand,

Bouquets arranged across the vast domain

To heal the heart and help the spirit stand.

When sorrow bends the soul like winter bough,

Pluck one bright bloom and hold it to the light;

In its quiet veins you’ll hear the vow

Of everlasting beauty, pure and bright.

For every petal sings the holy Name,

In colors stolen from the dawn of time;

Bouquets of divine and holy flame

That turn our fleeting days to endless rhyme.

So gather them with reverence, not with haste—

These living psalms, these jewels of the Most High.

In their soft presence, let all fear be chaste,

And know the Gardener walks forever nigh.

Because Jesus Christ Resides Within: The Enduring Beauty of His Authentic Followers by Debbie Harris

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Dear Reader,

From the Poet’s Heart

If these words have found you, know they were written with deep love and reverence for the One who changes everything. In a world that measures beauty by outward appearance, fleeting success, and passing trends, this poem is a gentle reminder of the only beauty that truly lasts — the radiant presence of Jesus Christ living within a surrendered heart.

True authentic followers of Jesus do not manufacture holiness or beauty; they simply make room for Him. When He resides within, something divine begins to shine through — even in weakness, even in brokenness, even in ordinary days. That inner light is what the world notices but cannot explain. It is grace-made-visible.

May these lines encourage you, stir your faith, or draw you closer to the Savior who longs to dwell in every willing heart. Whether you are walking closely with Him today or searching for Him still, remember: the greatest beauty you will ever carry is Christ in you, the hope of glory.

With prayer and affection,

The Poet

Supporting Scriptures

Colossians 1:27
“To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.”

2 Corinthians 4:16-18
“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day… So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”

1 Peter 3:3-4
“Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.”

Galatians 2:20
“I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.”

Ephesians 3:16-17
“I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith.”

2 Corinthians 3:18
“And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.”

True authentic followers of Jesus Christ

Always carry beauty—soft, radiant, unseen—

For Jesus Christ resides within.

A quiet flame behind the eyes,

A strength that bends but never breaks,

Where thorns of trial bloom as roses,

And every scar becomes a sign of grace.

Not gold upon the skin, nor fame upon the name,

But Living Water flowing through the veins,

A holy hush that calms the storm,

A love that gives without return.

They walk the narrow road with steady feet,

Though weary, worn, or mocked by night—

For in their chest the King still reigns,

And beauty blooms where He abides.

Let the world chase mirrors made of glass;

The true disciple wears the face of Christ,

Reflected pure in every act of mercy,

In every whispered prayer at dawn’s first light.

True authentic followers of Jesus Christ—

They shine, not by their striving, but by surrender,

For Jesus Christ resides within.

And where He lives, beauty never ends.

The Eternal Rock: How the Bible Forms the Foundation of Our Constitutional Republic by Debbie Harris

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From the Poet

Dear Reader,

In an age of shifting sands and competing voices, this poem is offered as a quiet yet fervent reminder: the Bible is not merely a religious text, but the deep, unyielding Rock upon which the moral and legal foundations of our constitutional republic were laid. It draws from the great covenants of Scripture—creation, law, redemption—and the theological truths of human dignity, sin, grace, and divine order. May these verses stir reflection on the Source from which our liberties flow, and renew our commitment to guard what has been so carefully entrusted to us.

With reverence for truth and liberty,

The Poet

The Bible as the Eternal Rock & Foundation

Matthew 7:24-25 — “Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock.”

Isaiah 28:16 — “Therefore thus saith the Lord GOD, Behold, I lay in Zion for a foundation a stone, a tried stone, a precious corner stone, a sure foundation: he that believeth shall not make haste.”

1 Corinthians 3:11 — “For other foundation can no man lay than that is laid, which is Jesus Christ.”

2 Timothy 2:19 — “Nevertheless the foundation of God standeth sure, having this seal, The Lord knoweth them that are his.”

Covenant Truth & God’s Higher Law

Psalm 119:142 — “Thy righteousness is an everlasting righteousness, and thy law is the truth.”

James 1:25 — “But whoso looketh into the perfect law of liberty, and continueth therein, he being not a forgetful hearer, but a doer of the work, this man shall be blessed in his deed.”

Acts 5:29 — “Then Peter and the other apostles answered and said, We ought to obey God rather than men.”

Romans 7:12 — “Wherefore the law is holy, and the commandment holy, and just, and good.”

Imago Dei – Human Dignity & Equality

Genesis 1:26-27 — “And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness… So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.”

Genesis 9:6 — “Whoso sheddeth man’s blood, by man shall his blood be shed: for in the image of God made he man.”

Justice, Mercy & Liberty

Micah 6:8 — “He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the LORD require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?”

Psalm 89:14 — “Justice and judgment are the habitation of thy throne: mercy and truth shall go before thy face.”

Galatians 5:1 — “Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage.”

Government & Authority Under God

Romans 13:1 — “Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God.”

Proverbs 29:2 — “When the righteous are in authority, the people rejoice: but when the wicked beareth rule, the people mourn.”

The Bible stands—the eternal, sovereign Rock,

Rooted in God’s unchanging holy will.

Upon its covenant truth our Republic took stock,

Where law reflects the Author of all good and ill.

Not human reason alone, but divine decree,

Reveals the moral order, deep and wide:

Imago Dei in every soul we see,

The source of rights no government can override.

When storms of doubt or chaos shake the land,

This Book remains the anchor of the age—

Proclaiming justice tempered by mercy’s hand,

And human sin that turns each heart to cage.

It speaks of fallen nature, bent toward strife,

Yet offers grace that liberates and heals;

A framework for the state to guard each life,

Where liberty is gift, not human yield.

From Sinai’s thunder to the Sermon’s light,

Its dual covenant shapes the public square:

Creation’s dignity and conscience bright,

The rule of law that binds both rich and rare.

In Congress halls, in courts where verdicts ring,

Its unseen influence guards the fragile trust—

That governments of men must serve the King

Whose higher law redeems the unjust.

Without this Rock the pillars start to crack,

Republics fracture when their ethics stray.

But grounded in His Word, our union holds its track,

A beacon of ordered freedom’s shining ray.

So let us guard this cornerstone with care,

Return to it when vital choices call.

The Bible lifts our vision high and fair—

The Rock that makes our Republic strong and great.

The Satanic Veil of Progress: A Classical Poem on the Evils of Communism, Its Millionfold Slaughter, and the Deadly Alliance with Islam, Migration, Antisemitism, and Globalism by Debbie Harris

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A Classical Poem on the Evils of Communism, Its Millionfold Slaughter, and the Deadly Alliance with Islam, Migration, Antisemitism, and Globalism

Poet’s Note

Dear Reader,

In this twilight hour of history, when shadows lengthen across the nations and ancient evils don new and beguiling garments, I commend these verses to your earnest contemplation. What the world today hails as “progressive” or “socialist” is no gentle reform, but the selfsame tyrannical spirit that has stalked mankind since the Garden—Communism, that Satanic creed which slaughters truth, devours liberty, and leaves in its wake a desolation of souls. From the frozen gulags of the Soviet empire to the blood-soaked fields of Mao’s China, from the killing grounds of Cambodia to the starving wastes of North Korea and beyond, nearly one hundred million voices cry out from the earth, testifying to the insatiable hunger of Marxist doctrine for human life and divine order.

Yet the peril deepens still. Behold how this godless ideology now forges unholy alliances—with the fervent zeal of radical Islam, the engineered tides of mass migration, the resurgence of venomous antisemitism, and the faceless machinery of globalism—all woven into a single web of deception. These are not mere political currents, but doctrines of demons, the very lies of the ancient Serpent whose sole purpose is to steal, to kill, and to destroy. Cloaked in promises of equality and unity, they erode the foundations of faith, family, and freedom, seeking to build a tower of Babel anew upon the ruins of Christian civilization.

Therefore, beloved reader, let not your heart be deceived by smooth words or fashionable labels. Rise up with holy resolve! Cast off the chains of these wicked ideologies. Turn instead to the only true Light and Saviour of humanity—Jesus Christ, the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world. Through His cross and precious blood, He has broken the power of sin and death. He alone can transform the coldest heart of stone into a living temple of the Holy Spirit, making each believer a new creation, redeemed and empowered to walk in victory.

May these lines kindle in you the fire of righteous courage and unshakeable hope. Proclaim His name boldly, for in Christ alone is found the defeat of every Satanic lie and the eternal triumph of the Kingdom of God.

With solemn urgency and fervent prayer for your awakening,

The Poet

John 8:44 — “[The devil] was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.”

John 10:10 — “The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.”

Ezekiel 36:26 — “A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you: and I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, and I will give you an heart of flesh.”

2 Corinthians 5:17 — “Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.”

John 14:6 — “Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”

Acts 4:12 — “Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.”

Ephesians 6:12 — “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”

2 Corinthians 10:4-5 — “(For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;) Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God…”

In shadowed eras when the tyrant schemes,

Communism spreads its dark and deadly dreams.

It masquerades as progress, socialist and wise,

But chains the spirit ’neath its false disguise.

The gulags echo with the captives’ cries,

While engineered famines blot the sunny skies.

From Russia’s frozen wastes to China’s plain,

It reaps a harvest of the dead and slain.

Now mark the millions murdered by this creed:

In Soviet Russia, twenty million bleed

From purges, prisons, and the famine’s bite,

Their graves unmarked beneath the tyrant’s might.

In Mao’s vast China, sixty million died,

In Great Leap Forward and the purge’s tide.

Cambodia’s killing fields claimed two million more,

As Pol Pot’s madness opened hell’s own door.

North Korea starves its subjects without end,

Vietnam and Cuba where the freedoms bend.

Eastern Europe groaned beneath the Iron Curtain’s fall,

Afghanistan and Africa heard death’s grim call.

The sum approaches one hundred million lost,

To Marxist evil, at a dreadful cost.

Yet deadlier the alliance Satan forges now:

Communism linked with Islam’s fervent vow,

Mass migration surging like a tidal wave,

To undermine the nations and enslave.

Antisemitism poisons mind and heart,

Revived in leftist and in jihadist art.

Globalism seeks to erase each sovereign land,

Uniting all beneath one iron hand.

These are the lies the devil loves to tell,

To lie, to kill, to send the world to hell.

Rise up, O saints, and break the tyrant’s yoke!

Defeat the doctrines by the demons spoke.

No more accept the labels they employ—

“Progressive” veils but cannot hide their ploy.

Proclaim aloud: there is one Saviour true,

The Lord Jesus Christ, who died for me and you.

Through cross and blood He purchased full release,

From sin and death, to bring eternal peace.

He takes the heart of stone and makes it flesh,

A new creation, born of Spirit fresh.

Transformed by grace to walk the narrow way,

In light of day until the judgment day.

So rise and conquer every wicked scheme!

In Christ’s strong name, fulfill the heavenly dream.

For He alone can save humanity

From every false and Satanic vanity.

Rise up and let the Gospel banner wave—

Christ breaks the power of the dark and grave!

The Liberation Of Looking From Self To Christ by Debbie Harris

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Dear Reader,

In the quiet moments when the soul grows weary of its own reflection—when doubt, failure, and inner accusation crowd the heart—this poem was born. It is not the voice of one who has perfectly mastered the art of faith, but of a fellow pilgrim who has discovered the sweet liberation that comes when we stop staring into the broken mirrors of self and instead fix our eyes on Jesus.

The journey from self to Christ is not always dramatic; often it is a simple, daily turning. A choice to look away from our fluctuating feelings, imperfect efforts, and accusing whispers—and to look instead upon the Author and Finisher of our faith. In His suffering we find courage, in His cross we find forgiveness, in His resurrection we find hope, and in His glorious reign we find rest.

My prayer is that these lines might encourage you, as they have encouraged me, to lift your eyes. The freedom you long for is not found by trying harder to hold yourself together, but by beholding the One who already holds you.

May you know the deep peace that comes from looking unto Jesus.

With grace and affection,

The Poet

Hebrews 12:2

“Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.” (KJV)

When tempests howled and self-accusing night

Enshrouded every hope the pilgrim knew,

They turned from fractured mirrors of their plight

And fixed their eyes upon the One most true.

They saw the Saviour tread a path of thorns,

Enduring scorn with meek, unyielding grace;

For joy set high beyond the cross He bore,

He drank the cup and took the sinner’s place.

The ancient foe still whispered, “Gaze within,”

Yet faith rejected every inward snare,

And lifted high where crimson mercy streamed,

Where guilt dissolved in pure, redeeming air.

No merit earned, no feeling’s fleeting tide

Could anchor what the restless soul required;

For Christ the Author wrote salvation’s stride,

And Christ the Finisher its peace inspired.

They watched Him rise in resurrection light,

Victorious over grave and shadowed claim;

Their anxious fears dissolved before that sight,

As heaven’s Advocate now spoke their name.

When sorrow’s forge pressed heavy on the heart,

The pilgrim glimpsed the crown the Victor wore;

Revived by glory brighter than their smart,

They rose renewed to run the race once more.

No longer chained by self’s relentless voice,

They walked in freedom purchased by the Lamb;

Each dawn awakened with a heavenward choice,

Each night found rest beneath the Shepherd’s hand.

The cloud of witnesses looked on with song,

Encircling saints who ran the path before;

Yet every gaze, like this one’s, turned along

To Jesus—Alpha, Omega, evermore.

When earthly race and fleeting breath shall cease,

This soul shall stand where endless glory brims,

To see Him face to face in perfect peace,

And join the endless hymn that worships Him.

So Proud To Be An American by Debbie Harris

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Dear Reader,

From the poet’s heart to yours—

I stand unashamed as a biblical conservative who believes the Republic was founded on Judeo-Christian truth, not man-made ideologies. This poem is my declaration: America is exceptional because she is one nation under God, not under government, globalism, or fleeting cultural winds. May these words stir courage in every patriot who still believes in life, liberty, the Constitution, and the Holy Scriptures that birthed our freedoms.

With bold conviction,

The Poet

In fields of gold where freedom’s banner waves,

Beneath a sky that stretches wide and free,

I stand with heart that swells and spirit braves

The sacred charge of sweet democracy.

One nation under God, from sea to sea,

Where eagles soar on thermals of the brave;

The blood of pilgrims, founders, and the free

Has forged a land no tyrant e’er could save.

Through tempests torn and trials fiercely tried,

Her torch still lifts its flame against the night—

For every soul who dreamed and fought and died

That liberty might claim eternal right.

O proud am I, with hand upon my breast,

To call this home, this beacon ever blest.

Where stars and stripes in glory manifest

The truth that God has made us one— the best.

Let mountains echo, rivers sing the praise,

And voices rise in harmony once more:

United we, beneath His ancient gaze,

A shining city on the hill restored.

So proud to be American, I cry—

One nation under God, till time shall die.

Passionate Pursuit of Our Savior’s Righteousness: A Holy Call to Vigilant Devotion by Debbie Harris

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Note from the Poet

Dear Reader,

These lines were born from a heart keenly aware of its own frailty. In a world where temptation whispers at every turn, I have felt the Spirit’s gentle yet urgent call to look first within my own soul. How often do the lost pour their whole strength into fleeting sin, while we who know Christ sometimes drift with lesser zeal!

This poem is my prayer and my plea: that we would pursue the righteousness of our Savior with a passion that far exceeds the devotion of any sinner to their chains. May we examine ourselves daily, not in self-condemnation, but in humble dependence upon Jesus—clothed in His perfect righteousness, empowered by His Spirit, and drawn ever closer by His matchless love.

May these words stir your heart to run the race with fresh fire, fixing your eyes on Christ, who is both our example and our strength. To Him alone be all the glory.

In fervent hope and brotherly love,

The Poet

On Self-Examination and Vigilance

“Examine yourselves, whether ye be in the faith; prove your own selves. Know ye not your own selves, how that Jesus Christ is in you, except ye be reprobates?”

2 Corinthians 13:5

“Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts: And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.”

Psalm 139:23-24

On Temptation and Sin

“There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.”

1 Corinthians 10:13

On the Righteousness of Christ

“For he hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.”

2 Corinthians 5:21

“And be found in him, not having mine own righteousness, which is of the law, but that which is through the faith of Christ, the righteousness which is of God by faith.”

Philippians 3:9

On Passionate Pursuit and Zeal

“Not as though I had already attained, either were already perfect: but I follow after, if that I may apprehend that for which also I am apprehended of Christ Jesus. Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”

Philippians 3:12-14

“Not slothful in business; fervent in spirit; serving the Lord.”

Romans 12:11

On Wholehearted Devotion

“And he said to them all, If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow me.”

Luke 9:23

In Christ our Savior, source of perfect light,

We fix our gaze with hearts aflame and true;

Though sin surrounds like shadows of the night,

His righteousness becomes our bold pursuit.

With passion burning brighter than the lost

Who chase their fleeting pleasures to the grave,

We press toward the mark, no matter cost,

His holy ways our treasure, all we crave.

We search our souls beneath His piercing eye,

Confessing every stain that mars the soul;

Yet clothed in Him, we rise and testify—

His blood has made the broken sinner whole.

O Jesus, draw us nearer to Your throne,

Ignite our zeal to follow after Thee;

More fiercely than the world pursues its own,

We run the race, Your righteousness to see.

In fervent love we mirror Your pure grace,

Devoted wholly to Your will divine;

No lesser fire shall ever take Your place—

Our Savior’s righteousness forever mine.

Lord, fan the flame within this yielded breast,

That we may live as beacons in the strife,

Passionately following Your righteousness,

Bound to Your heart for all eternal life.