Thoughts Worth Dwelling On: The Blessed Hope of the Rapture and the Glorious Government of Our Lord Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

18 Sunday Jan 2026

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6 Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
7 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
9 Those things, which ye have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.

Phillipians 4:6-9 KJV

O set your heart on things above,
Where Christ shall soon descend in love;
The trumpet sound, the archangel’s cry—
True promise lifts our gaze on high.

What is more true than His sure word?
The dead in Christ shall rise first, assured;
Caught up together in clouds we soar,
To meet the Lord forevermore.

What is more honorable, more just,
Than the King returning in power and trust?
No longer meek upon a lowly ass,
But crowned in glory, the First and Last.

What is more pure than spotless grace,
That calls His bride to yonder place?
Washed white as snow, without a stain,
In robes of righteousness we reign.

How lovely is that day of light,
When shadows flee before His sight!
The earth restored, the curse undone,
Peace flowing like a river’s run.

What good report shall echo wide?
The government on His shoulder abides—
Justice and mercy in perfect blend,
A thousand years of joy without end.

No tyrant sways, no wicked thrives,
For righteousness forever lives;
The wolf with lamb in harmony lies,
The knowledge of the Lord fills earth and skies.

If there be any virtue, any praise,
Then fix your thoughts these coming days:
The rapture’s hope, the throne of gold,
Where Christ is King, and love untold.

Let not the storms of earth prevail,
Nor fleeting fears your peace assail;
But dwell upon this glorious theme—
Our soon-coming Savior, our reigning King supreme.

Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus, come!
In this sweet meditation, find your home.

Under the Shadow of His Wings They Rise: The Heart’s Exquisite, Fragrant Response to Everlasting Love Of Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

18 Sunday Jan 2026

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When boundless love descends like morning dew
Upon the parched and thirsty soul below,
The wanderer lifts his eyes, his spirit new,
And bids the ancient gates of praise to glow.

As rivers clap their hands and mountains sing,
So hearts in wonder rise to bless His name;
They enter courts with thanksgiving’s offering,
And fill His house with songs of righteousness.

No cold command compels, but grace ignites—
They love because He first loved them in might;
With all the heart, the soul, the mind’s pure lights,
They walk in paths of sweet obedience’s delight.

In shadow of His wings they refuge find,
And pour out fragrance like the rose entwined.

From Throne to Cross: The Unmerited, Unfailing Love That Conquers All by Debbie Harris

18 Sunday Jan 2026

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No mortal work ascends the holy height,
Nor gilded deed draws near the throne of flame;
All human righteousness, in God’s pure sight,
Is but as filthy rags, unworthy, lame.

None bring their coin, their claim, their pleading art,
No merit forged by will or sweat avails;
The law condemns the proud, the contrite heart—
Yet grace descends where every effort fails.

Behold the Lamb! His blood, His life, His pain—
The sole oblation Heaven will receive.
In Christ alone the sinner’s righteousness is gained;
His spotless robe the naked soul reprieves.

O Savior, sole defense of every soul,
In Thee true merit lives—complete, eternal, whole.

O Lord, Grant Steel to the Spine and Fire to the Soul: A Plea for Courage to Root Out Corruption Through National Repentance and the Lordship of Christ by Debbie Harris

18 Sunday Jan 2026

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The canker deep has wormed its way, O Lord,
Through every vein of rule and rod of sword;
Like ivy black it climbs the marble stair,
And chokes the light of justice everywhere.

In velvet robes the traitors sit and smile,
Their oaths dissolved in gold, their truth beguile;
The quill that signed the law now signs the sale,
While honest men grow faint and turn their tale.

From palace dome to village courthouse door,
The serpent coils where trust once stood before;
The well of honor, once so pure and clear,
Now runs with bribes and whispers of the fear.

We weary, Lord, of honeyed words that lie,
Of painted smiles beneath a painted sky;
Of righteous men who learned the coward’s art
And traded spine for safety of the heart.

Yet deeper still the sickness lies concealed:
A nation turns from Christ, its soul unrevealed.
Corruption thrives where altars stand forsaken,
Where hearts refuse the cross that sin has taken.

So call us all, O Lord, to bow and see
Our only hope: repent, and turn to Thee!
Let every soul receive the Savior’s grace,
And crown Him King in every heart and place.

For only when we honor Christ as Lord,
As nation, people, city, home, and board,
Will darkness flee, the hidden rot exposed,
And truth arise where once the lie reposed.

Then grant them iron, not the gaudy kind,
But ancient steel that bends not to the wind;
The courage grim that rises in the night
When power’s friends have vanished from the sight.

Let one clear “No” ring out across the hall,
Though titles fall and gilded favors pall;
Let backbone rise, unbowed, unbent, severe,
And drive the darkness trembling from its lair.

Root out the rot, but first root deep within
The remnant few who still recall the sin
Of selling soul for place, for coin, for peace—
And give them strength that never bends, nor flees.

So arm the just with adamant and flame,
That Christ may reign and honor bear His name.
Amen—and swiftly, lest the last light fail
And night eternal claim the common soul.

Almost Thou Persuadest To Be A Christian: A Tragic Place To Be For Any Soul by Debbie Harris

11 Sunday Jan 2026

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Acts 26:27-29 (King James Version)

27 King Agrippa, believest thou the prophets? I know that thou believest.
28 Then Agrippa said unto Paul, Almost thou persuadest me to be a Christian.
29 And Paul said, I would to God, that not only thou, but also all that hear me this day, were both almost, and altogether such as I am, except these bonds.

King Agrippa heard the tale unfold,
Of light that struck upon the Damascus road,
How chains of sin were broken, blind made bold,
And Christ the risen Lord was Paul’s abode.

The Scriptures spoke, the prophets’ words aligned,
The gospel pierced the heart with holy fire;
Yet pride and ease within the soul entwined,
Held back the final step of true desire.

“Almost thou persuadest me,” he cried,
So near the gate where mercy’s waters flow;
One whispered “yes” would open Heaven wide,
But silence answered, and the moment go.

The apostle’s voice grew tender, full of grace,
“I would to God that thou, and all who hear,
Were not almost, but wholly in this place,
Save these my bonds, redeemed and without fear.”

Yet Agrippa turned, the door remained ajar,
A hairline gleam of glory fading fast;
He chose the throne, the crown, the world’s bright star,
And let eternal life slip through the past.

O hear the warning in that single breath—
“Almost” is not the saving of the soul;
It is the widest gap twixt life and death,
The cruelest distance where the lost still roll.

Today the Savior stands with wounded hands,
The door still open, calling soft and true;
Let not tomorrow’s promise bind your plans—
Come now, come fully, lest “almost” claim you too.

Vow of the Blood-Bought Soul: May Our Redeemed Existence, Freed from Bondage, Stand as a Perpetual, Joyful, and Wholehearted Gift unto Our Most High and Precious Creator by Debbie Harri

10 Saturday Jan 2026

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This is a communal hymn of gratitude and consecration, spoken in the shared voice of “we” — all who have been redeemed by God’s grace.

It calls believers to rise together and offer their entire lives as a willing, joyful gift to their Savior, not because of personal merit or obligation, but purely in response to the boundless mercy that has freed them from sin’s bondage and called them by name.

Every moment of life — each new dawn, every breath, every heartbeat — is presented as an act of worship: a living sacrifice of praise that flows from love rather than duty. The redeemed walk as vessels of God’s light through all seasons of life, until the final breaking of heaven’s eternal day.

In the end, the poem declares the ultimate purpose of this surrendered existence:
to give God all glory, forever, in worship, love, and undying flame.

O let us rise, redeemed by grace divine,
And offer up these lives no longer thine;
Not by our striving, nor by works we claim,
But by the mercy that has called our name.

Freed from the chains that once our spirits bound,
We stand before Thee, pardoned and uncrowned;
Each breath a chorus, every pulse a song,
To Thee, our Savior, to whom we belong.

May every dawn we greet become a vow,
Each fleeting hour a living offering now;
Not duty’s burden, heavy on the soul,
But love’s glad answer, making broken whole.

So let us walk as vessels of Thy light,
Through shadowed valleys and through noonday bright,
Till heaven’s morning breaks in endless day,
And all our redeemed lives forever say:

“Thou art our glory, Thou our endless aim—
We give Thee all, in worship, love, and flame.”

For Me To Live Is Christ by Debbie Harris

07 Wednesday Jan 2026

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Summary of the Poem “To Live Is Christ”

The poem is a meditative expansion of Philippians 1:21, with strong emphasis on the first half: “For to me to live is Christ.”

Core Message:
True life is not mere survival or personal ambition, but making Christ the very center, purpose, and joy of existence. Every breath, thought, action, and affection finds its meaning in Him.

Key Themes Developed:

Christ as the Essence of Life
Living is transformed when Christ becomes the reason for waking, walking, and enduring—He is the “soul’s true light,” strength, and treasure.
Daily Surrender and Alignment
Each day is marked by His mercy, guidance, grace, and call. The believer’s heart, mind, and will are aligned with Christ’s.
Christ-Shaped Living
To live as Christ means to love, serve, forgive, and carry the cross, finding complete joy in Him while counting worldly gains as loss.
Exclusive Devotion
No rival—fame, fortune, fear, or trial—can displace Him. He is “all in all.”
Contrast with Death
The poem briefly acknowledges that death is gain, but the primary focus remains on the present privilege: while we live, we live fully in and for Christ, praising His name.

In essence, the poem celebrates the profound privilege and beauty of a life where Christ is not just a part of it, but the whole of it—”For me to live is Christ.”

For me to live is Christ—
Not mere existence, breath by breath,
But Him alone, my soul’s true light,
My reason, strength, and deepest wealth.

In every dawn, His mercy wakes,
In every step, His guidance leads;
My heart beats with His boundless grace,
My thoughts aligned to all He pleads.

To live is Christ: to love as He,
To serve, forgive, and bear the cross;
To find in Him my joy complete,
Counting all else as fleeting loss.

No fame or fortune holds my gaze,
No fear or trial dims His call;
For me to live is Christ alone—
My all in all, my Lord, my all.

And should death come, ’tis gain indeed,
Yet while I breathe, this truth I claim:
To live is Christ, and in Him live,
Forever praising His great name.

Praises Ascending Through Eternity: A Christmas Hymn of Hallelujah to Jesus Christ, the Gift Above All Gifts and Lord of All by Debbie Harris

23 Tuesday Dec 2025

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Stanza 1
In Bethlehem’s soft night, beneath the star’s bright gleam,
A virgin bears the Son in lowly manger scene;
The angels wake the shepherds from their midnight dream,
And heaven’s courts resound with seraphic theme.
The Word made flesh, eternal Light in human guise,
Descends to claim the lost beneath repentant skies.
O Gift beyond all gifts that mortal heart could prize—
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Refrain
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Let earth and heaven raise the strain!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
The King is born of David’s royal line!
Jesus Christ, the Gift above all earthly gifts,
Everlasting Joy, the Savior of us all—
Hallelujah! Glory everlasting be
To Christ the Lord, who sets His people free!

Stanza 2
The shepherds haste to see the Babe in swaddling bound,
Where humble beasts keep watch in silence all around;
“Glory to God!” the angelic host has now proclaimed,
And peace on earth to men of good will named.
No palace gates, no throne of gold receive their King,
Yet choirs invisible His praises loudly sing.
The Lamb who takes our sin has come, redeeming,
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 3
From Eastern lands the Magi journey long and far,
Drawn by the radiant light of yonder guiding star;
They bring their royal treasures to the Child divine,
And kneel before the King in humble, reverent line.
Gold for His crown, sweet incense for His deity,
Myrrh for the bitter cup He soon must drink for thee—
All earthly kings must bow before eternity:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 4
Emmanuel—behold, our God with us abides,
The Infinite in mortal flesh now veiled resides;
He bears our grief, He carries all our sorrow’s weight,
To heal the broken heart and open heaven’s gate.
O boundless mercy shown in this most wondrous birth,
O love unfathomable come to ransom earth!
The Hope of every age has dawned upon our mirth:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 5
From cradle unto cross His sacred path He trod,
To offer up Himself, the spotless Lamb of God;
Yet Christmas light foretells the triumph of the morn
When death itself lies vanquished and its sting is torn.
The Babe who sleeps in Mary’s arms shall rise again,
And reign victorious over Satan, death, and sin.
All hail the conquering King who breaks the captive’s chain:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 6
All fleeting gifts of earth grow dim and fade away
Beside the priceless Pearl that shines in endless day;
No joy the world can give compares with knowing Him,
No treasure equals Christ, the bright Seraphic Gem.
He is the living Fount from whom all blessings flow,
The Alpha and Omega, whom angels long to know—
Eternal Gift of God to mortals here below:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Stanza 7
Arise, O Church, and sing through every age and clime,
Proclaim the Savior’s name beyond the bounds of time;
From Christmas dawn until the final trumpet sounds,
Let ceaseless praise ascend where grace and truth abound.
Worthy the Lamb once slain, now crowned in majesty,
To reign forevermore in glorious victory—
All heaven and earth adore Him through eternity:
Jesus Christ, our Lord, forever reigns on high!

Marvel of Marvels: Repentance Opens Heaven’s Arms and Seats Us at the Table as Sons and Daughters of God Most High by Debbie Harris

21 Sunday Dec 2025

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Summary of the Poem

Marvel of Marvels: Repentance Opens Heaven’s Arms and Seats Us at the Table as Sons and Daughters of God Most High

This poem celebrates the breathtaking miracle of divine grace: no matter where a person begins—whether in pride, comfort, sorrow, shame, self-sufficiency, or brokenness—a single moment of honest repentance instantly transforms them into a beloved child of God.

It emphasizes that no one earns this gift through merit, status, or effort. Everyone—rich or poor, proud or humbled, searching or lost—stands on the same level ground of mercy. In one turning of the heart, heaven’s doors swing wide, the Father rushes to embrace, and the repentant soul is not merely forgiven but fully adopted: welcomed, known, crowned, and seated at the family table as a true son or daughter of the King Most High.

The poem overflows with awe at this “marvel of marvels”—how the eternal God redefines us not by what we were, but by His boundless love, making us forever heirs in His kingdom. It is a song of wonder at the overwhelming, unearned intimacy and royalty that grace bestows the instant we say yes to mercy.

From halls of pride or streets of shame,
from comfort’s throne or sorrow’s chain,
one honest cry, one turning heart—
and heaven’s mercy rushes in again.

No merit weighs upon the scale,
no status earns the open door;
the proud, the poor, the seeking soul—
all stand the same on grace’s floor.

A single breath of true repentance,
a whisper turned to living faith,
and distance vanishes in light—
the stranger welcomed, fully embraced.

Behold the wonder: God Most High
stoops low to claim the wandering one;
not servant, slave, or distant guest,
but daughter, son—forever known.

From every nation, tongue, and story,
from every path that led astray,
the Spirit calls, the Father runs,
and crowns the repentant child today.

No longer defined by what we were—
by wealth or want, by strength or fall—
but redefined by love divine:
beloved heirs, and that is all.

Oh boundless grace that makes us royalty,
that seats us where the angels sing;
one moment’s yes to mercy’s call—
and we are children of the King.

Lift Up Our Voices Like Trumpets: Blessing and Honor and Glory and Power to the Worthy Lamb Upon the Throne by Debbie Harris

21 Sunday Dec 2025

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Summary of the Poem

Title: Lift Up Our Voices Like Trumpets: Blessing and Honor and Glory and Power to the Worthy Lamb Upon the Throne

This three-stanza anthem is a powerful, Revelation-inspired call to worship, structured like a heavenly liturgy with escalating intensity.

First stanza: A bold invitation to raise voices “like trumpets” in exuberant praise, followed by an extended litany of Christ’s divine titles drawn straight from Scripture—Alpha and Omega, Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, King of kings, the Great I AM, the Bright and Morning Star, and many more. It establishes the eternal majesty and sovereignty of God.
Second stanza: The focus narrows to the redemptive heart of the gospel: the Lamb who was slain. It echoes Revelation 5, declaring that the Lamb is uniquely worthy to receive the sevenfold ascription of praise—power, riches, wisdom, strength, honor, glory, and blessing.
Third stanza: The worship reaches its climactic crescendo. Voices are lifted “once more” in a final trumpet blast, offering eternal doxology to both Him who sits upon the throne (the Father) and to the Lamb—blessing, honor, glory, and dominion forever and ever—sealed with a resounding “Amen.”

Overall, the poem is a triumphant declaration of the worthiness of Christ, the slain yet victorious Lamb at the center of heaven’s throne. It moves from contemplation of God’s eternal names, to recognition of the Lamb’s sacrificial worth, to the unending worship of all creation, inviting every reader to join the everlasting song of heaven.

May we lift up our voices like trumpets
and praise the Alpha and Omega,
the First and the Last,
the Beginning and the End,
who is and who was and who is to come,
the Almighty,
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace,
King of kings and Lord of lords,
the Great I AM,
the Holy One of Israel,
the Root and Offspring of David,
the Bright and Morning Star.

Lift up our voices like trumpets
and praise the Lamb who was slain,
worthy is the Lamb to receive
power and riches and wisdom,
strength and honor and glory and blessing.

Once more lift up our voices like trumpets
and praise the Lamb upon the throne,
to Him who sits upon the throne
and to the Lamb
be blessing and honor
and glory and dominion
forever and ever.
Amen.