• About Debbie Harris
  • Articles
  • Doctrinal Beliefs
  • God’s Love Filled Salvation Plan For Your Life
  • Life Verse
  • Poetry Books

Passionately Pursuing Christ

~ Christ Centered Poetry by Debbie Harris

Passionately Pursuing Christ

Category Archives: Exalting Jesus Christ

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

28 Sunday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Patriotic, Pleasing God Not Man, salvation, Spiritual Warfare

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Biblical Truth, Christian Poetry, Inpirational, Inspirational, Royally Redeemed, salvation, Spiritual Warfare

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!

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

The Liberation Of Looking From Self To Christ by Debbie Harris

28 Sunday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Pleasing God Not Man, Praise, Royally Redeemed, Spiritual Warfare

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Biblical Truth, Christian Poetry, christianity, faith, hope, Inpirational, Inspirational, Poetry, Royally Redeemed, Spiritual Warfare, theology

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.

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

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

27 Saturday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Pleasing God Not Man, Royally Redeemed, salvation, Spiritual Warfare, Triumphant

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Beauty, Biblical Truth, Christian Poetry, holiness, Inpirational, Inspirational, Royally Redeemed, Spiritual Warfare, theology, Triumphant

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.

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

No Nation Can Be So Free It Allows Treason to Flourish Unchecked by Debbie Harris

27 Saturday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Patriotic, Pleasing God Not Man

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Christian Poetry, Inpirational, Inspirational, Patriotic, Spiritual Warfare

From the Poet

Dear Reader,

I wrote this poem because the oldest tension in human society remains unsettled: how free can a country truly be before its freedom destroys the very foundation that makes freedom possible?

We rightly cherish open debate, dissent, and individual rights. Yet there is a line where speech and action cross into betrayal—where loyalty to the nation is deliberately undermined, where secrets are sold, institutions subverted, or violence incited under the banner of “liberty.” History shows again and again that nations which refuse to draw and defend that line do not remain free for long. They become hollow shells, easy prey for those who exploit their openness.

This is not a call for tyranny or censorship. It is a call for clarity. True liberty is not the absence of all restraint; it is ordered liberty—protected by laws, guarded by vigilance, and sustained by a shared commitment to the common good. Mercy has its place, but not when it amounts to national suicide.

In an age of deep divisions and sophisticated threats, we must remember a simple truth: a country that cannot distinguish between a critic and a traitor, between a dissenter and a saboteur, will eventually lose the ability to be free at all.

With respect and urgency,

The Poet

A nation cannot stretch its freedom wide

enough to shelter treason at its core.

When traitors plot beneath the open sky

and face no reckoning, the whole house falls.

Liberty is not a door without a lock—

it is a garden kept by honest hands.

Let venom grow unchecked among the roots

and every bloom will wither where it stands.

Order is the quiet wall that holds

the wild wind back so voices may be heard.

Without it, every shout becomes a storm

that tears the roof from those who built the word.

Rome learned this when she struck the traitor down;

Athens knew it before her glory dimmed.

No ancient law, no modern parchment grants

the right to burn the charter that gives life.

Dissent that argues strengthens what is true;

deceit that sells the nation for a price

is not protected speech—it is the blade

that cuts the throat of every citizen’s rights.

Security and liberty are twins;

they stand or fall together, side by side.

Kill one to prove how “free” the land can be

and both will share the selfsame grave in time.

A country “free” enough to spare the knife

that aims at its own heart has lost its way.

It trades tomorrow’s safety for today’s

illusion that no enemy is near.

True freedom stands protected, strong and clear:

it does not beg the wolf to guard the deer.

It draws the necessary, honest line—

between the right to speak and right to destroy.

Let mercy temper justice, never break it.

Let open eyes watch every shadowed path.

A nation that forgets this ancient truth

will wake one morning free no more at last.

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

The Blasphemous Creed of Communism: A Traitor’s Godless Rebellion Against Heaven and Homeland by Debbie Harris

27 Saturday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Pleasing God Not Man

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Biblical Truth, Christian Poetry, Inpirational, Inspirational, Royally Redeemed, theology

A Note from the Poet to the Dear Reader

Dear Reader,

I write these lines not in anger alone, but in solemn warning and righteous sorrow. In an age when many are seduced by the honeyed promises of equality and progress, I lift my voice to declare that hardcore Communism is no mere political philosophy—it is a blasphemous, godless, and anti-biblical cause. Those who give it their full allegiance betray both their Creator and their country. They exchange the eternal truths of Scripture for the fleeting lies of Marx and Lenin, trading the light of faith and liberty for the iron chains of the state.

This poem is my testimony against that red treason. May it stir the hearts of the faithful, awaken the slumbering patriot, and stand as a witness that no man can serve both God and the hammer-and-sickle idol. Read it with an open soul, and judge for yourself whether the crimson flag leads to heaven or to hell.

With earnest conviction and unyielding love for truth,

The Poet

In shadowed halls where ancient freedoms stood,

A serpent coils in Communism’s guise,

Who whispers sweet of brotherhood and good,

Yet chains the soul and blinds the nation’s eyes.

Those who believe in this blasphemous cause—

This godless, anti-biblical deceit—

Betray both heaven and their native laws,

And trade their birthright for a traitor’s seat.

O hardcore Communism, foul and cold,

Thou art no patriot, but treason’s host,

A godless creed that mocks the Lord of old,

And spits upon the Scriptures’ sacred boast.

Those who embrace this anti-biblical lie

Renounce the Cross for hammer, sickle, star;

They scorn the altar, flag, and father’s cry,

To kneel before a foreign, faithless czar.

Thou speakest “equality” with serpent’s tongue,

Yet raise the guillotine on honest toil;

Communism steals from strong and young,

And turns the fruitful field to barren soil.

This traitorous cause, blasphemous and vile,

Denies the soul that God Himself hath made;

It levels man beneath the state’s cruel smile,

Where Holy Writ is burned and faith betrayed.

Betrayer clad in hammer, sickle, star,

Those who believe this godless doctrine’s breath

Have sold their country, soul, and guiding star,

To serve a creed that worships only death.

No king, no creed, no border shall endure—

Thus spake thy Marx, thy Lenin, thy foul lore—

While nations rise by faith and virtue pure,

Communism drowns the world in seas of gore.

Go hence, false sons, who bear this traitor’s brand;

The free man’s gaze and Heaven’s wrath shall claim

All who pursue this anti-biblical stand,

This blasphemous, godless, traitorous flame.

When history’s ledger closes on thy name,

’Twill read: “They sold their country and their Lord”—

For Communism’s dream, wrapped deep in shame,

Leaves only chains where liberty once soared.

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

Lifting the Heart to Eternal Realms: A Sonnet upon Colossians 3:2 by Debbie Harris

26 Friday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

bible, Biblical Truth, Christian, Christian Poetry, christianity, faith, hope, Inpirational, Inspirational, jesus, jesus-christ, Poetry, Praise, Royally Redeemed, salvation, theology, worship

Dear Reader,

In a world that pulls our gaze downward—toward glittering distractions, fading treasures, and passing shadows—I offer these lines as a quiet invitation to look higher. May this sonnet stir your heart to fix its deepest affections where they truly belong: upon Christ, who sits enthroned above, and upon the eternal realities that outshine every earthly glory. Let these words be a compass when the dust of daily life threatens to cloud your vision.

With prayer and poetic affection,

The Poet

Colossians 3:2

Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth.

(King James Version)

Set not thy gaze upon the dust that gleams

In fleeting gold beneath the sinking sun,

Nor chase the moth-winged dreams that burst in seams

Of smoke and shadow when the chase is done.

Lift up thy heart where crystal rivers wind

Through fields of living light no eye hath seen,

Where crowns of amethyst and sapphire shine

On brows that death’s cold fingers never glean.

There, thrones of sapphire flame and seraphs’ wings

Beat hymns that shake the everlasting hills;

Here, earthly anchors rust and siren-sings

Fade like spent embers on forsaken sills.

O fix thy compass on the heights above—

Where Christ is seated, there alone is love.

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

The Narrow Holy Way: A Thunderous Call to Repentance, Truth, and the Blood-Bought Remnant by Debbie Harris

26 Friday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Pleasing God Not Man, Spiritual Warfare

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Christ Centered Devotionals, Christian Poetry, holiness, Inpirational, Inspirational, Spiritual Warfare, theology

Dear Reader,

From the Poet:

If these lines feel sharp, it is only because the Word of God is sharper than any two-edged sword. I did not write to offend the world, but to awaken the Church. In an age that remakes Jesus into a harmless friend who approves of everything, I wanted to lift up the real Christ—the One who flips tables, calls for repentance, and offers blood-bought grace to empty hands.

This poem is both warning and invitation. A warning against every doctrine of demons that twists the Gospel into self-help, prosperity, or moral license. And a joyful celebration for the faithful few who are willing to walk the narrow, holy way—scarred feet, lifted faces, and eyes fixed on Jesus.

If you are weary of shallow faith and hungry for the real thing, then these words are for you. Count the cost, take up your cross, and walk on. The road is hard, but the fellowship is sweet, and the reward is eternal.

May the Holy Spirit use this poem to stir your heart, strengthen your steps, and fix your gaze on the only Savior who is worthy.

Soli Deo Gloria,

The Poet

In shadowed halls where crowds seek easy grace,

A feeble faith now fashions gods of clay—

A Jesus mild, who winks at every base

And calls the darkness light, the night the day.

He flips no tables in the temple court,

Nor thunders truth where lies have built their throne;

His “love” is license, tolerance a sport,

That crowns the flesh while crucifying stone.

Yet narrow is the gate, the way is strait,

Where holy fire refines the contrite soul;

Salvation comes not sealed by works or fate,

But blood-bought grace that makes the broken whole.

Repent, and trust the Lamb who bore the curse—

No other name, no other price will do.

The cross stands lone against the devil’s purse,

And empty hands alone may enter through.

All isms born of men, all liberal lies,

Are doctrines breathed from hell’s corrupted spring;

They twist the Gospel till the pure truth dies,

And call the serpent’s hiss a righteous thing.

Prosperity’s false prophets, sleek and bold,

Proclaim a heaven here on golden streets—

The Lord declares them anathema, cold,

And bars them from the flock His blood redeems.

O Church, arise! Let ancient thunder roll,

Cling to the Word that cannot bend or break.

The world will scorn the Christ who saves the soul,

But heaven crowns the faithful for His sake.

Yet joy awaits the remnant bold and true,

Who tread the narrow path with lifted face;

Their feet are scarred, yet hearts are born anew,

And glory’s dawn outshines the world’s disgrace.

They walk with Jesus through the sword and flame,

In sweet communion none can take away;

The King Himself will call them by their name,

And crown them with eternal, deathless day!

Rejoice, ye holy few, who count all loss,

For Him who loved and bought you with His blood—

Your narrow way leads upward to the Cross,

Where heaven’s welcome drowns the tempter’s flood!

Blessed are the few who choose this pilgrim road,

Though lonely, steep, and veiled in morning mist;

For every step draws nearer to their God,

And angels sing above the narrow twist.

Stand fast, dear saints—the narrow road is blessed.

The King is coming soon to claim His own.

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

We Sound the Trumpet on the Prophetic Stage: A Watchman’s Urgent Call to Repent, Believe, and Exalt the Lamb by Debbie Harris

23 Tuesday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Pleasing God Not Man, Rapture, Royally Redeemed

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Biblical Truth, Christian Poetry, Rapture, Repentance, Taking A Biblical Stand Against Evil

Dear Reader,

From the walls of the watchman I write these lines. In an hour when prophecies bloom like ripened figs and the shadows lengthen across the nations, I lift my voice not for fame, nor for fear, but that Jesus Christ—the Lamb once slain and the Lion of Judah—might be magnified above all. Israel stands betrayed by the very powers that once pledged her peace. Good is openly called evil, and evil parades as virtue. Perilous times have come, the Bridegroom is at the door, and the time is short.

This poem is my trumpet blast upon the prophetic stage. It is a solemn call to awake from slumber, to repent and believe on the Lord Jesus while mercy’s gate remains open, lest any be left behind when the saints are gathered and wrath is poured out. Every stanza has been forged in prayer and Scripture, that the alarm might stir hearts not to dread, but to hope in the coming King.

Read it slowly. Read it aloud. Then lift your own voice with the watchmen of old. The night is far spent; the Day is at hand.

Sound the trumpet. Repent. Believe. Exalt the Lamb.

In the service of the soon-returning Christ,

The Poet-Watchman

Watchmen on the Walls

• Isaiah 62:6 — On your walls, O Jerusalem, I have set watchmen; all the day and all the night they shall never be silent. You who put the Lord in remembrance, take no rest…
(The classic call for prophetic voices who do not keep silent.)

• Ezekiel 3:17 — Son of man, I have made you a watchman for the house of Israel. Whenever you hear a word from my mouth, you shall give them warning from me.

• Ezekiel 33:6 — But if the watchman sees the sword coming and does not blow the trumpet, so that the people are not warned, and the sword comes and takes any one of them, that person is taken away in his iniquity, but his blood I will require at the watchman’s hand.

Ripened Figs & the Fig Tree Sign (Israel & the Season)

• Matthew 24:32-34 (and parallels in Mark 13, Luke 21) — “From the fig tree learn its lesson: as soon as its branch becomes tender and puts out its leaves, you know that summer is near. So also, when you see all these things, you know that he is near, at the very gates. Truly, I say to you, this generation will not pass away until all these things take place.
(The fig tree is widely understood in this context as a symbol tied to Israel’s national revival.)

• Hosea 9:10 — Like grapes in the wilderness, I found Israel. Like the first fruit on the fig tree in its first season, I saw your fathers…” (Israel pictured as early figs.)

Good Called Evil / Moral Inversion

• Isaiah 5:20 — Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!

• Romans 1:32 (in context of increasing ungodliness) — Though they know God’s righteous decree that those who practice such things deserve to die, they not only do them but give approval to those who practice them.

Perilous Times in the Last Days

• 2 Timothy 3:1-5 — But understand this, that in the last days there will come times of difficulty. For people will be lovers of self, lovers of money, proud, arrogant, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, heartless, unappeasable, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not loving good, treacherous, reckless, swollen with conceit, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having the appearance of godliness but denying its power.

• 2 Timothy 3:12-13 — “Indeed, all who desire to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will be persecuted, while evil people and impostors will go on from bad to worse, deceiving and being deceived.”

The Bridegroom at the Door / Time is Short

• Matthew 25:6, 10 (Parable of the Ten Virgins) — “But at midnight there was a cry: ‘Here is the bridegroom! Come out to meet him.’ … And while they were going to buy, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready went in with him to the marriage feast, and the door was shut.”

• Revelation 22:12 — Behold, I am coming soon, bringing my recompense with me, to repay each one for what he has done.

• Matthew 24:33 — So also, when you see all these things, you know that he is near, at the very gates.”

• Romans 13:11-12 — Besides this you know the time, that the hour has come for you to wake from sleep. For salvation is nearer to us now than when we first believed. The night is far gone; the day is at hand.

Saints Gathered / Wrath & Repentance

• Matthew 24:31 — And he will send out his angels with a loud trumpet call, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other.

• 1 Thessalonians 4:16-17 — For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command, with the voice of an archangel, and with the sound of the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air…

• Revelation 6–19 (the seals, trumpets, bowls) depicts wrath poured out after the Lamb opens the scroll.

• Acts 17:30-31 — The times of ignorance God overlooked, but now he commands all people everywhere to repent, because he has fixed a day on which he will judge the world in righteousness by a man whom he has appointed…

• 2 Peter 3:9 — The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance.

The Lamb Once Slain & Lion of Judah

• Revelation 5:5-6 — And one of the elders said to me, ‘Weep no more; behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has conquered, so that he can open the scroll and its seven seals.’ And between the throne and the four living creatures and among the elders I saw a Lamb standing, as though it had been slain…

• John 1:29 — Behold, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!

Upon the rampart where the faithful stand,

The night grows heavy with impending doom;

Lift high the shofar with unflinching hand,

And sound the blast that rends the gathering gloom.

Not ours the glory, nor the fleeting fame—

We sound the prophetic alarm for Jesus’ Name.

The ancient scrolls unfold before our eyes,

Each prophecy now ripening in haste;

The hour is late, the fig tree’s tender signs

Declare the summer near, the time of grace

Grows short. Betrayed is Israel, once restored,

By nations false who break their solemn word.

The Lamb once slain, whose blood the winepress stained,

Who bore the cup of wrath no tongue can tell,

Now claims the throne where seraphim have reigned,

And every knee in heaven, earth, and hell

Shall bow. O saints, exalt Him without cease—

Magnify the Lord, and let all discord cease.

Awake, ye slumberers wrapped in mortal night,

The Bridegroom hastens through the eastern skies;

Trim every lamp with oil of heavenly light,

Cast off the chains where gilded idols lie.

Repent, believe—the time is short, make haste,

Lest you be left behind when wrath is faced.

In perilous times these latter days descend,

When good is evil called, and evil good;

When men, lovers of self, their lusts defend,

And truth is trampled where the mockers stood.

Yet Israel stands surrounded, sore betrayed—

Fulfillment shouts: the King is on His way!

Let Israel’s towers with ancient trumpet ring,

“Behold the Lion! Behold the Lamb once pierced!”

Let dry bones stir, let deadened sinners spring

To life anew where grace has interposed.

No other standard shall our banner bear;

We sound the alarm that Christ alone be there.

Through tempests fierce of this our closing age,

Where Israel bleeds betrayed by nations’ guile,

And good is evil called, while evil’s rage

Is hailed as virtue in the devil’s style;

Time is short—repent, believe, O soul, awake!

Lest you be left behind when saints are taken!

We sound the trumpet on the prophetic stage—

That Jesus, only Jesus, be exalted evermore!

Amen and Amen.

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

Salt and Light in the Last Days: Watchmen Warning, Trumpeting Salvation’s Call by Debbie Harris

23 Tuesday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Biblical Truth, Christian, Christian Poetry, faith, Inpirational, Inspirational, jesus, Poetry, Royally Redeemed, theology

Note from the Poet

Dear Reader,

In these darkening days, when the signs of the times press heavy upon us—like this recent Iran deal that has left so many faithful hearts discouraged and Israel feeling betrayed by allies—we must remember our calling. I write not from despair but from burning hope. We are called to live as salt and light—preserving truth, shining amid decay—while our hearts remain fixed on a Kingdom not of this world. Our hope is not in shifting alliances or earthly powers, but in the unchanging God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. He who watches over Israel neither slumbers nor sleeps.

Do not lose heart. May these lines stir you to stand boldly: loving what God loves, hating what He hates, watching on the wall, warning against evil, and trumpeting the glorious Gospel louder still while time remains. The King is coming. Let us be found faithful.

With urgency and affection,

The Poet

In this dark age our feet yet tread the sod,

Yet hope abides not here where empires fall;

As salt we season, preserve the path of God,

Though not of this world—our true home is all.

More in the Word, less in its fleeting tide,

We walk as strangers, pilgrims through the night;

The miry clay cannot our souls abide,

For heaven’s call outshines its false delight.

End-time scrolls unroll their solemn page:

Nations conspire, betraying Israel’s vine;

They scorn the covenant, inflame their rage—

Yet we remain, as salt, by grace divine.

We flavor truth where decay would claim the day,

Loving what God loves and hating what He hates;

We take our stand against the evil’s sway,

And shine as beacons ‘gainst the gathering storm.

May we be watchmen, watchwomen on the wall,

Warning all against the evils of the day;

Yet trumpeting salvation’s glorious call,

For time is short—the signs upon the earth obey.

Not bound by earthly crowns that rot away,

Our citizenship is where the angels form;

The fig tree greens, the birth pangs multiply,

Wars thunder loud, false prophets fill the air.

But we, preserved by Him who cannot die,

Proclaim His coming—bright, beyond compare;

So let us shine as salt upon the land,

In this world present, yet from it set free.

Our King approaches with the trumpet’s grand—

Redeemed, restored, for all eternity.

Fix eyes on glory past the temporal fray,

Where salt finds purpose in the Savior’s hand;

Not of this realm, yet salt till break of day—

In Christ our hope, the Rock on which we stand.

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...

A Song of Redeemed Delight by Debbie Harris

21 Sunday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

bible, Christ Centered Devotionals, christianity, faith, gospel, inspiration, Poetry, Royally Redeemed, scripture

Dear Reader,

From the Poet’s Heart

I write not from lofty towers, but from the quiet wonder of one who has herself been caught in the embrace of this heavenly song. In a world quick to condemn and slow to celebrate, I longed to lift up the truth that our Savior does not merely tolerate us—He delights in us.

This poem is my offering: a small echo of the magnificent anthem He sings over every weary, forgiven, royal child of grace. May these words quiet the noise of accusation, still the lies of unworthiness, and awaken fresh joy in your soul.

You are not forgotten.

You are not rejected.

You are sung over with holy, exuberant love.

Listen. Rest. Rejoice.

With affection and awe,

The Poet

Zephaniah 3:17 (KJV)

The LORD thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.

There is a song of redeemed delight,

Sung over you, O precious child of grace—

A melody woven with golden threads,

Diamond notes and pearls of holy embrace.

Not the world’s cold dirge of disdain,

Nor the enemy’s accusing refrain,

But heaven’s exuberant, triumphant strain,

Poured forth by the Redeemer’s own sweet voice.

He sings of love that never fades,

Of mercy that washes every stain,

Of forgiveness that sets the captive free,

And royal heirship—your true identity.

The Lord your God is in your midst,

A Mighty One who saves and lifts.

He rejoices over you with gladness bright,

Quiets you with love, exults with singing light.

No condemnation in this sacred song,

Only delight where the redeemed belong.

So listen, child—let your heart be still,

Rest, rejoice, and stand in awe of His will.

For your Savior delights in you, His own,

Royally redeemed, forever known.

The song of delight rings eternal and true—

Beloved, it is sung over you.

You are delighted in.

You are sung over.

You are amazingly loved.

Hallelujah! 🎶✨

Share this:

  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
Like Loading...
← Older posts
Newer posts →
Southern Writers Suite T button
one-lovely-blog1
9781414114040-4
SKU-000920596
October 2026
M T W T F S S
 1234
567891011
12131415161718
19202122232425
262728293031  
« Sep    

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Blogs I Follow

Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar
Unknown's avatar

Goodreads

Recent Posts

  • Built Up by Father, Son, and Spirit: Are We Encouragers Who Speak the Truth in Love? by Debbie Harris
  • Sparkling Diamond of the Promise by Debbie Harris
  • Christ the Diamond, Supplying Every Need in Everlasting Light by Debbie Harris
  • The Clay by Debbie Harris
  • When Christless, Satanic, Demonic Ideologies Lie, Kill, and Destroy: Christ Is the Beauty That Cannot Be Lost by Debbie Harris

Archives

  • October 2026
  • September 2026
  • August 2026
  • July 2026
  • June 2026
  • May 2026
  • April 2026
  • March 2026
  • February 2026
  • January 2026
  • December 2025
  • November 2025
  • October 2025
  • September 2025
  • August 2025
  • July 2025
  • June 2025
  • May 2025
  • April 2025
  • March 2025
  • February 2025
  • January 2025
  • December 2024
  • November 2024
  • October 2024
  • September 2024
  • August 2024
  • July 2024
  • June 2024
  • May 2024
  • April 2024
  • March 2024
  • February 2024
  • January 2024
  • December 2023
  • November 2023
  • October 2023
  • September 2023
  • August 2023
  • July 2023
  • June 2023
  • May 2023
  • April 2023
  • March 2023
  • February 2023
  • January 2023
  • December 2022
  • November 2022
  • October 2022
  • September 2022
  • August 2022
  • July 2022
  • June 2022
  • May 2022
  • April 2022
  • March 2022
  • February 2022
  • January 2022
  • December 2021
  • November 2021
  • October 2021
  • September 2021
  • August 2021
  • July 2021
  • June 2021
  • May 2021
  • April 2021
  • March 2021
  • February 2021
  • January 2021
  • December 2020
  • November 2020
  • October 2020
  • September 2020
  • August 2020
  • July 2020
  • June 2020
  • May 2020
  • April 2020
  • March 2020
  • February 2020
  • January 2020
  • December 2019
  • November 2019
  • October 2019
  • September 2019
  • August 2019
  • July 2019
  • June 2019
  • May 2019
  • April 2019
  • March 2019
  • February 2019
  • January 2019
  • December 2018
  • November 2018
  • September 2018
  • August 2018
  • July 2018
  • June 2018
  • May 2018
  • April 2018
  • March 2018
  • February 2018
  • January 2018
  • December 2017
  • November 2017
  • October 2017
  • September 2017
  • August 2017
  • July 2017
  • June 2017
  • May 2017
  • April 2017
  • March 2017
  • February 2017
  • January 2017
  • December 2016
  • November 2016
  • October 2016
  • September 2016
  • August 2016
  • July 2016
  • June 2016
  • May 2016
  • April 2016
  • March 2016
  • February 2016
  • January 2016
  • December 2015
  • November 2015
  • October 2015
  • September 2015
  • August 2015
  • July 2015
  • June 2015
  • May 2015
  • April 2015
  • March 2015
  • February 2015
  • January 2015
  • December 2014
  • November 2014
  • October 2014
  • September 2014
  • August 2014
  • July 2014
  • June 2014
  • May 2014
  • April 2014
  • March 2014
  • February 2014
  • January 2014
  • December 2013
  • November 2013
  • October 2013
  • September 2013

Blog at WordPress.com.

Kingdom Intelligence Briefing

Preparing the Remnant for the Unfolding of End-Time Prophecy

snatchedfromtheflamescom.wordpress.com/

JONATHAN TURLEY

Res ipsa loquitur - The thing itself speaks

A Purpose-driven achiever

Pursuing my destiny - Maximizing my potential

Society of Classical Poets

A community of poets dedicated to traditional poetry

Malcolm Guite

Blog for poet and singer-songwriter Malcolm Guite

F.O.R. Jesus

Fill up. Overflow. Run over.

Dan Olinger

"If the Bible is true, then none of our fears are legitimate, none of our frustrations are permanent, and none of our opposition is significant."

Letters from the Exile

John Blase

The Beautiful Due

Some creatives

Poetry - Songs - Faith-based discussion - Comments

Riverside Peace

Discover how God works through his creation and Scripture to show us his love.

Petals from the Basket

Ideas and Resources for Everyday Christian Living

His Beloved

"I do not write these things to make you ashamed, but to admonish you as my beloved children" 1 Corinthians 4:14 Copyright © Kayla Rivers All Rights Reserved

Making Joy a Habit

My Journey for Joy through Christ-Centered Living

Gail Johnson

Sharing the hope I found in the center of His wheel

Rooted in Christ

Becoming deeply Rooted in Christ by digging into His word.

www.connectionpoints.us/

adaughtersgiftoflove

Encouraging and Empowering Women In Christ

Lines of Lazarus

"God is my Help"

l i g h t room

Word(s) . Light . Life

Take your Cross now.

John 3:16 for ME.

Together Sisters

~walking each other home~

Life in a blog

All there is ever, is the now

He Spoke To My Heart

A Collection of Inspirational Thoughts by Jeannine Larcom

  • Subscribe Subscribed
    Passionately Pursuing Christ
    Join 165 other subscribers

    Have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.

  • Passionately Pursuing Christ
    View site in Reader
    Manage subscriptionsSign upLog in
    Report this content
    Collapse this bar
Loading Comments...
%d