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Triumphant in Grace: Building Yourselves Up in Most Holy Faith by Debbie Harris

23 Thursday Apr 2026

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This triumphant poem expands Jude 1:20-21 (KJV), calling believers to build on most holy faith, pray in the Holy Spirit, stay rooted in God’s love, and eagerly await Christ’s mercy leading to eternal life. It moves from active spiritual building to victorious hope in Christ’s return.Structure note: Seven quatrains in flowing ABCB rhyme with hymn-like rhythm, creating a clear ascent from obedience to triumphant glory.

But you, beloved, building up yourselves on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Ghost, keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.”
~ Jude 1:20-21 (KJV)

O beloved, lift your eyes beyond the fray,
Where tempests rage and shadows seek to bind,
Build high your faith upon the Rock today—
A tower of holy fire, unconfined.

With hands of prayer that grasp the Spirit’s wind,
Invoke the breath that shakes the ancient deep;
Let tongues of glory from your spirit ascend,
A ceaseless anthem where the angels keep.

Keep yourselves within the love of God,
A fortress blazing, golden, fierce, and true—
No wave of doubt, no night of fear can mar
The blazing heart where His affection grew.

Wait—O triumphant wait!—for mercy’s crown,
The Lord’s return in splendor, swift and bright;
His mercy like a river rushing down
To carry souls into eternal light.

Behold the dawn! The trumpet splits the skies,
The King descends with healing in His wings;
We rise as one, with victory in our eyes,
And sing the song the ransomed sinner sings.

Beloved, stand! The battle’s won in grace,
Eternal life awaits your lifted face.


In a Moment, In the Twinkling — Unlike Any Hour by Debbie Harris

21 Tuesday Apr 2026

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Where empires rose and crumbled into dust,
The threads of prophecy now interlace—
A tapestry of fire, of storm, of trust.

Wars whisper “nation against nation” still,
Yet echo louder than the ancient drums;
Earthquakes shake the cradles of the hills,
And famines stalk where golden harvests once
Bent heavy under sun and gentle rain.

Pestilence in vials, deception’s art—
False lights that flicker where the truth once shone;
The fig tree greens again on sacred ground,
And Israel stands, a beacon and a stone.

Knowledge surges like a tidal wave,
Yet wisdom falters in the hearts of men;
The gospel races to the farthest isle,
While lawlessness unchains what once was pen.

The Restrainer holds, but tremors tell
His grip may loosen in the appointed hour.
The Bridegroom’s footsteps echo soft and near—
Not with trumpet blast that shakes the tower,
But sudden, silent as the thief at night.

O Church, awake! Lift up your weary eyes.
The birth pains quicken; labor’s cry is near.
In twinkling moment, in a breath, a sigh,
The dead in Christ shall rise without a tear,
And we who linger shall be caught away—

To clouds of glory, to the wedding feast,
Where every sorrow finds its swift release.
No eye has seen, no ear has fully heard
The joy that waits beyond this trembling veil.

So watch, beloved. The signs are not in vain.
They point, they converge, they call like distant horn:
“Behold, He comes!”—and all shall be made new
In that grand event, that blessed Rapture morn.

The Holy Spirit’s Faithful Guard: What He Has Never Done and Never Will by Debbie Harris

19 Sunday Apr 2026

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O Holy Spirit, faithful Guide and Dove,
You never lead the soul where Scripture forbids.
Your gentle touch anoints with truth and love,
And never plants rebellion in our hearts or minds.

You will not call a woman to the role
Of shepherd, ruling over men in church;
Creation’s order stands — from Eden’s dawn —
Christ is the Head, and men reflect His worth.

You never lead a single soul to sin,
To break the vows of marriage or betray;
Your voice brings holiness and self-control,
Convicting us to walk the narrow way.

You do not need our money to release
A single blessing from the Father’s hand;
Grace flows unearned, through faith and not through fees —
No coin can buy what only God commands.

You give no guarantee of health or wealth
To every believer who calls on His name;
Some saints will suffer, carry thorns, or pain,
Yet find their strength and treasure still the same.

You do not force the tongue to speak in noise,
In unknown sounds that only one can know;
True gifts build up the church with ordered voice,
Or lift the heart in quiet prayer alone.

You never speak a word against the Book,
Never twist the Scriptures or contradict;
The Bible is Your lantern, truth Your light —
You guide us ever by what God has writ.

Great Spirit, guard Your church from every lie,
From teachings smooth that tickle itching ears;
Keep humble hearts in holy fear and awe,
And test each spirit till the truth appears.

For You are seal and guarantee and Guide,
Always pointing us to Jesus Christ the Lord —
In Him the Father’s perfect will abides,
Unchanging, pure, according to Your Word.

Hymn Of Praise: Hallelujah to the Lamb Enthroned: Sins Remembered No More, Grace Abounding More, No Condemnation, Victory Eternal by Debbie Harris

08 Sunday Mar 2026

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Stanza 1
All our sins—past, present, future—forgiven stand,
Hurled to ocean depths, remembered nevermore.
Calvary’s crimson flood has sealed the grand command:
Pardoned forever; accuser’s claim no more.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 2
Sins of our youth, the stumbles of our striving years,
Secret shadows buried deep within the soul—
Swept clean away in mercy’s overflowing tears,
No lingering charge, no condemnation’s toll.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 3
Even now, when frailty whispers, weakness calls aloud,
Old nature stirs—yet His blood pleads stronger still.
Mercy rushes in where fallen sinners cry out loud,
Guilt melts away beneath the cross on Calvary’s hill.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 4
Where sin abounded, grace did much more abound,
Super-abounding, boundless, without end or measure.
Law exposed our shame, yet grace in triumph crowned,
Prevails victorious through Christ our risen treasure!

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 5
Behold the marvel: God declares the sinner just,
Not by our works, but Christ’s obedience complete.
Imputed righteousness, a robe no moth can rust—
We stand arrayed in glory at the mercy seat.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 6
No condemnation echoes from the throne on high,
The Judge is now our Brother, Advocate divine.
Curse exhausted, law fulfilled upon the tree—
In Christ we rise, unshackled, free from every sign.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 7
When Satan roars, accuses with relentless spite,
Dragging up our failures, seeking to condemn—
We raise the blood of Jesus, shout with holy might:
“Your doom is sealed in fire, deceiver—your end has come!”

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 8
Let ransomed voices rise through every age untold,
With angels, saints, and martyrs in the endless day—
Sins all forgiven, grace forevermore unfolds,
We crown You, Lamb of God, in ceaseless, joyous praise!

Refrain (final, with soaring repeat)
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen and amen forevermore!

Empty Hands Raised in Victory’s Tide: Longing to Do More for My Precious Savior by Debbie Harris

01 Sunday Mar 2026

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I wish I could do more, my Lord, my King,
For You who gave everything—
Your hands pierced, Your side torn wide,
To raise me up in victory’s tide.

Yet here I stand with empty hands,
A heart that burns, yet scarce began
To match the grace that set me free,
The boundless love You poured on me.

Still, in the quiet, small and true,
I offer what my soul can do:
A whispered praise at break of day,
A step of faith along Your way.

A cup of water given kind,
A listening ear, a soul aligned—
These humble threads, though frail they seem,
You weave into a greater dream.

So take my “more,” though small it be,
And multiply it, Lord, through me.
Until that day I see Your face,
And all my striving finds its place.

In Your mercy, let it be enough—
My all for You, my precious love.

The Absurd Contradiction of Relativism Laid Bare: He Who Proclaimeth “There Is No Absolute Truth” Hath Already Testified Against Himself in the Sight of Him Who Is the Way, the Truth, and the Life by Debbie Harris

19 Thursday Feb 2026

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This Shakespearean sonnet exposes the self-contradiction of relativism: anyone claiming “truth is relative” unwittingly asserts an absolute truth—that relativity is universally true—thus sawing off the branch they sit on. Rooted in pride, relativism rejects logic while depending on it, mistaking chaos for freedom. The poem concludes by calling readers to abandon shifting shadows and embrace the unmoved, eternal, pure Truth—Jesus Christ, the Way, the Truth, and the Life (John 14:6 KJV). Turn to Jesus Christ, the only Savior of the world, for He alone is the absolute Truth that stands forever and offers true liberty from deception.

In essence: Relativism collapses the moment it speaks, proving absolute truth inescapable. Turn to Jesus Christ, the only Savior of the world.

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

Shall truth itself be made a wandering guest,
A shape that shifts with every mortal mind?
If all is relative, then none may rest
On solid ground, for certainty is blind.
Yet he who claims “no absolute may reign”
Doth forge a blade that cuts his own decree:
For in that very word his lips maintain
An absolute — that relativity must be.

O sweet contradiction, born of pride,
Thou bidst the law of non-contradiction flee,
Yet leanest on its breast where logic died,
And callest chaos truth’s own liberty.

Let tongues that love the shadow turn to light:
Truth stands unmoved — eternal, pure, and bright.

No Trumpets, Only Lamps: Enduring Faith in a Gospel-Rejecting World by Debbie Harris

12 Thursday Feb 2026

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No Trumpets, Only Lamps: Enduring Faith in a Gospel-Rejecting World is a meditative poem in classical rhyming couplets that explores how believers are called to live faithfully in a culture that has largely rejected the gospel.It portrays the present era as “sin-sick” and darkened, where truth is scorned and former wrongs are celebrated. Rather than responding with loud confrontation, forced persuasion, or retreat into isolation, Christians are depicted as quiet pilgrims and watchmen: offering mercy, forgiving preemptively, speaking the gospel gently amid mockery, planting gardens in exile, and setting tables for the estranged.The poem emphasizes humble, costly witness—bearing the gospel as broken bread and cool water rather than a sword or banner, holding a lowly light so that even the spiritually blind may feel its warmth. It acknowledges the heavy nights of discouragement and the weight of rejection, yet counters them with glimpses of unmerited grace and the assurance of God’s unchanging love.The closing stanza turns toward patient hope: the faithful do not crave human approval but labor and watch in quiet expectation, trusting that the Master will return at dawn and find them steadfast.In essence, the poem is an encouragement to persevere with humble, incarnational faithfulness—neither conquering nor withdrawing, but simply carrying the light until the Lord calls His people home.

In this sin-sick age, where gospel truth is spurned,
And men in darkness clap what once was mourned,
We dwell as pilgrims, steadfast, undismayed,
Not by the crowd’s acclaim, but by the Word obeyed.

No trumpets blast to force the deaf to hear,
No flight to hills where silence reigns austere;
But quiet witness in the market’s din—
A steady lamp where shadows gather in.

We offer mercy when the stones are cast,
Forgive before the penitent is asked;
We speak the old, unwelcome, saving name,
Though mocked as folly in this age of shame.

Like watchmen posted on the midnight tower,
We hold the vigil through the darkening hour;
The horn may sound, unheard by sleeping throng,
Yet faithfulness endures, though none prolong.

As exiles planting gardens in dry ground,
We set a table where no kin are found;
The cross remains though scaffolds rise anew—
Its victim’s love the age cannot undo.

Some nights the weight of scorn would make us fall,
The fevered tide seems to have drowned us all;
Yet grace slips in, unbidden, undeserved—
A stranger’s kindness, undeservedly preserved.

So bear the gospel, not as conquering sword,
Nor trophy bright, nor banner loudly roared,
But broken bread in hands that shake with care,
Cool water offered though the lips may swear.

A lowly light, held close that blind may feel
Its warmth before the eye can see it real.
We dwell not craving praise from men below,
But waiting for the dawn that God shall show—
Who bids us labor till the Master come,
And finds us watching when He calls us home.

When Good Is Called Evil and Evil Good: Our Anchor Is in Thy Holy Word and Victory in Christ by Debbie Harris

08 Sunday Feb 2026

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O Lord, the world is turned upside down,
Good is called evil throughout the town.
Evil they praise and set on high throne,
Light they name dark, and sweet they call stone.

Yet we look up from this shadowed strife,
To Thee, our hope, our very life.
Thy Holy Word stands firm and true,
Our anchor sure when all is askew.

As we hold fast to what is right,
Our souls are filled with victory’s light.
For who o’ercomes this world’s dark sway?
The one who trusts in Christ each day.

Who believes that Jesus is Lord divine,
In Him the victory is thine and mine.
So here we stand, through storm and flame,
Believing still in Thy great name.

Today, tomorrow, till time shall cease,
We rest in Thee—our joy, our peace.
Through endless ages, our vow shall ring:
We believe in Thee, eternal King.

Amen.

Prove All Things; Hold Fast That Which Is Good: A Meditation on Discernment and Apostolic Wisdom by Debbie Harris

05 Thursday Feb 2026

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Prove all things; hold fast that which is good.

I Thessalonians 5:21 KJV

In ancient Thessalonica’s gentle night,
Paul penned a charge with apostolic light:
Not blind acceptance, nor hasty flight,
But measured steps in wisdom’s sight.

Prove all things—let not the heart be swayed
By every whisper, promise, or parade.
Weigh words like gold upon the ancient scale,
Test claims where truth and falsehood often veil.

The prophet speaks? The teacher stands to teach?
The spirit moves in fervor’s fervent reach?
Hold not contempt, yet yield not swift belief—
Examine all, as Bereans found relief.

Search the sacred scroll with patient care,
Trace every thread through Scripture’s thorough air.
What rings with heaven’s pure, unchanging tone?
What builds the soul and leads the lost back home?

Hold fast that which is good—grasp firm and true,
The doctrines bright with grace, with mercy new.
Let not the winds of doubt or error tear
The treasure clutched in faith’s unyielding prayer.

Abstain from evil’s every shadowed form,
Though it may glitter, dressed in virtue’s norm.
For in this proving, faith grows strong and deep,
A mind renewed where God’s own wisdom keeps.

O believer, walk this narrow, thoughtful way:
Test, discern, retain—through night to day.
In proving all, you honor Him who said,
“Prove all things”—and find the living Bread.

So let the mind, awakened and awake,
Love God with reason, for His own dear sake.
Prove all things; hold fast that which is good—
In this command, true freedom understood.

True Silver And Gold by Debbie Harris

29 Thursday Jan 2026

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Psalm 12:6
The words of the LORD are flawless,
like silver purified in a crucible,
like gold refined seven times.

Psalm 19:10
They are more precious than gold,
than much pure gold;
they are sweeter than honey,
than honey from the honeycomb.

Psalm 119:72
The law from your mouth is more precious to me
than thousands of pieces of silver and gold.

These capture the purity (Psalm 12), the surpassing value and delight (Psalm 19), and the personal declaration of priority (Psalm 119).

Here’s your poem presented with verses leading in:

Psalm 12:6
The words of the LORD are flawless,
like silver purified in a crucible,
like gold refined seven times.

Psalm 19:10
They are more precious than gold,
than much pure gold…

Psalm 119:72
The law from your mouth is more precious to me
than thousands of pieces of silver and gold.

Your word oh lord
is the true silver and
gold of this world.