May our hopes,
our dreams,
our goals be
based on one
person alone,
Jesus Christ,
our Saviour,
and our Lord!
Jesus Christ,Our All And All by Debbie Harris
01 Thursday Jan 2026
Category Archives: Exalting Jesus Christ
When Jesus Christ Is No Longer the Center: Beauty Departs, Chaos Enters, and Civilizations Silently Collapse by Debbie Harris
31 Wednesday Dec 2025
Posted in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational
When Jesus Christ is not at the center
of a nation, a heart, a people—beauty goes.
Not in a quiet fading,
but in a sudden hush,
as when the last note of a hymn
is swallowed by the closing of the door.
The squares grow loud with empty voices,
statues turn their marble faces away,
rivers forget the names of bridges,
and children learn to spell despair
before they learn to spell their own names.
Chaos does not arrive with trumpets.
It slips in wearing the clothes of progress,
whispering that freedom is the absence of kneeling.
It rearranges the furniture of the soul
until nothing fits,
until the heart is a house
with all the windows painted black.
Civilizations collapse
not with a bang,
but with a shrug.
One generation forgets the song,
the next forgets there ever was a song,
and the stones that once cried out
fall silent beneath ivy and excuses.
Yet even in the ruin
a single seed remains—
small, stubborn,
refusing to believe
that darkness has the final word.
It waits
for the return of the Center,
for the day when someone
dares again to say His name
like a match struck in an empty room.
Then beauty will come back,
not earned,
but given—
like morning after the longest night.
O Lord, in the Turning of This New Year, Pursue the Hearts That Know You Not, and Make Them Gloriously New by Debbie Harris
31 Wednesday Dec 2025
In this gift of a New Year,
as midnight chimes and calendars turn,
may every heart still wandering in night
be sought and found by Christ the Light.
May grace, unearned and fierce, break through,
shatter every chain they never knew,
and in that holy, sudden hour
awaken souls with heaven’s power.
May the lost be drawn, the blind behold,
the dead arise to streets of gold
within—born anew, remade, set free,
transformed forever, gloriously.
O Lord of mercy, hear this cry:
let 2026 multiply
the miracles of second birth,
and fill Your Church with heaven on earth.
Amen.
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
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.
Glory to the Lamb: The Eternal Wonder of Born-Again Souls Made New by Debbie Harris
21 Sunday Dec 2025
Glory to the Lamb: The Eternal Wonder of Born-Again Souls Made New
The poem celebrates the profound miracle of salvation through repentance and faith in Jesus Christ.
It begins with a repentant soul turning from darkness, confessing Jesus as Lord and King, and receiving the life-giving breath of the Holy Spirit.
Whoever comes to Him—regardless of past or status—is buried with Christ in baptism, the old self crucified, and raised as a brand-new creation, awakened from spiritual death.
In awe, the poem marvels at God’s grace: bending low to redeem the lost, heal the broken, and fashion children from ashes and dust—now eternally secure in His love.
The closing stanza erupts in worship to the Lamb who bore our sin, transforming mourning into unending praise. A new heart now beats for Him, and the triumphant declaration rings out:
Hallelujah! Born-again souls, new creatures forever!
Ultimately, the poem is a joyful hymn of praise for the eternal wonder of regeneration—the glorious truth that anyone who receives Christ becomes a completely new creation, alive forever in Him.
In the shadowed heart, a weary soul bends low,
Repentance breaks the chains of night’s long reign;
Tears fall like rain on soil prepared to grow,
And mercy’s voice dissolves the ancient stain.
Then comes the whisper—“Jesus, Lord and King”—
A cry of faith that pierces heaven’s door;
The Spirit rushes in on dove-soft wing,
And what was dead now breathes forevermore.
Whoever comes—lost sinner, great or small—
Is buried with Him in the waters deep;
The old is gone, behold, He makes all
Things new, a child awakened from death’s sleep.
What miracle is this! That God would bend
To make a child from ashes and from dust—
The lost now found, the broken whole again,
Forever His, forever held in trust.
Glory to the Lamb who bore our shame,
Who turns our mourning into endless praise;
A new heart beats, and bears His holy name—
Hallelujah! Born-again souls, new creatures forever!
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
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.
Provisional Excellence: How the Radiance of God’s Glory Meets Every Need of His Redeemed People by Debbie Harris
19 Friday Dec 2025
2 Peter 1:3 (KJV)
According as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue.
In the hush of dawn, a quiet splendor breaks—
The beauty given, provisional excellence,
A glimpse of glory veiled in morning mist,
Where God, in mercy, clothes His own in this.
He calls us not by merit we have earned,
But by His own radiance, pure and bright—
An excellence that needs no added light,
Yet stoops to lift us from the shadowed night.
“His divine power has granted unto us
All things that pertain to life and godliness,”
Through knowing Him who called us by His glory
And virtue—grace upon grace, boundless, matchless.
Through every want, His hand is never slow;
He spreads a table in the wilderness,
Turns bitter waters into streams of grace,
And makes the desert bloom before our face.
The sparrow finds her nest, the lily stands
Arrayed in colors Solomon ne’er knew—
How much more shall He clothe and keep and guide
The children called by His own glory’s side?
O soul, take heart—whatever storm may rise,
The beauty given is promise, not disguise.
His excellence will never fail nor cease
To provide, sustain, and lead us into peace.
For every need, His fullness overflows;
In Christ, the Yes to every promise glows.
Through every doubt, through every fear and need,
His steadfast love will answer, intercede.
Rest here, beloved—He who called you near
Will hold you fast, will calm your every fear.
No trial comes where His supply runs dry;
His glory shines, His excellence draws nigh.
Let All Creation Shout and Sing: Praise, Laud, and Hallelujah to the Long-Awaited King of Kings by Debbie Harris
19 Friday Dec 2025
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Christian, Christian Poetry, christianity, faith, Inpirational, Inspirational, jesus, Poetry, theology
This Christ-centered Christmas poem celebrates the profound joy and anticipation of the Incarnation—the birth of Jesus Christ as the long-awaited Savior.
It begins with the heavenly announcement: a brilliant star and angels proclaiming the arrival of Emmanuel (“God with us”) in the stillness of night.
With exuberant praise, it echoes the biblical narrative—the Virgin birth, the shepherds hearing the angelic “Glory to God,” and the humble manger scene where the eternal King lies as a helpless infant.
The poem overflows with hallelujahs, lauds, and calls to rejoice, emphasizing themes of light breaking into darkness, mercy triumphing over sin, healing for broken hearts, and the redemption of the world through God’s condescending love.
It culminates in an triumphant invitation for all creation to lift unending praise to the newborn King, filling the expectant soul with uncontainable Christmas joy and worship.
In essence, it is a heartfelt hymn of adoration, reminding believers to rejoice in the miracle that changed everything: “Hallelujah! The Savior has come!”
In the hush of midnight’s velvet sky,
A star ignites with heaven’s flame,
The angels lean from glory high
To sing the long-awaited Name.
Hallelujah! Light has come!
The Promise breaks the ancient night;
The Virgin’s womb, the chosen home,
Beholds the Dawn of endless light.
O come, O come, Emmanuel,
The weary world lifts up its face;
The shepherds quake where seraphs tell
Of mercy born in lowly place.
Praise Him! Laud Him! Endless praise!
The King lies swaddled in the hay;
The Mighty God in infant gaze
Has come to take our sins away.
Hallelujah! Joy unsealed!
The heavens ring, the earth replies;
Our hearts, once bound, are now healed
By love that stoops and glorifies.
Rejoice, rejoice, expectant throng!
The Savior comes—our hope, our song;
With every breath let praise belong
To Christ the Lord forevermore!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Glory to the newborn King!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Let all creation shout and sing!
The Gravest Transgression Against the Pure Well – Slanderous Lies That Defile – And the Eternal Blessing: Rejoice When You Are Falsely Reviled by Debbie Harris
19 Friday Dec 2025
The poem is a solemn meditation on the spiritual gravity of slander, portraying it as the greatest of sins: the deliberate tainting of a pure well (a metaphor for truth, reputation, or the soul) with toxic, untrue accusations. Like venom poured into clear water, false and malicious words spread corruption, defiling hearts and staining innocence.
Yet the poem does not end in despair. It turns to the light of Scripture—specifically the Beatitude from Matthew 5:11-12—declaring that those who endure persecution, reviling, and false evil spoken against them for righteousness’ sake are truly blessed. They are called to rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for their reward in heaven is great, just as the prophets before them faced similar trials.
The work moves from lament over the darkness of slander to triumphant hope in divine vindication, urging the reader to stand firm in purity and trust that God sees the truth. It is both a warning against the destructive power of lying tongues and a song of encouragement for the wrongly accused.
In shadows deep where falsehoods creep,
The greatest sin takes darkest form:
A pure well tainted, poisoned deep
By toxic slander, lies that swarm.
Untruths like venom spread and sting,
Defiling springs of truth and grace,
Corrupting hearts, on wicked wing,
And staining souls in foul disgrace.
Yet hear the words of ancient light,
From Sermon on the Mount so true:
Blessed are you when in the fight,
Men revile, persecute, and spew
All manner of evil falsely ‘gainst you—
For My sake, rejoice and be exceeding glad!
Great is your reward in heaven’s view,
As prophets faced the storms they had.
Stand firm, though slanders rage and roar,
The pure in heart shall see the Lord once more.
Behold the Majestic and Unblemished Reign of Jesus Christ: Sovereign King of Kings Upon the Throne of Sapphire Light in Realms of Endless Light by Debbie Harris
18 Thursday Dec 2025
Posted in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Inspirational
This richly imageric royal poem celebrates the perfect, eternal government of Jesus Christ, drawing deeply from biblical prophecy (especially Isaiah 9:6-7 and Revelation).
It opens with Christ enthroned in dazzling glory: seated on a throne of sapphire light, crowned in radiant gold and jewels, wielding a scepter of righteous power as the Lion of Judah and slain Lamb who now reigns supreme.
The poem emphasizes the absolute flawlessness of His rule—no injustice, no shadow of wrong—where true peace transforms creation: mountains and valleys rejoice, predators lie down with prey, and crystal rivers flow from His throne to heal the nations, ending all sorrow and tears.
Nations and kings stream to worship Him, laying their crowns at His feet as His kingdom expands without limit across the earth and into eternity.
The work closes with triumphant praise for this majestic, unblemished dominion of grace, justice, and endless light, where Christ Jesus reigns forever as King of kings and Lord of lords.
In essence, it is a visionary hymn of adoration portraying the ultimate hope of history: the flawless, royal government of Christ that brings perfect peace, healing, and glory to all creation.
Upon a throne of sapphire light,
Enthroned in glory pure and bright,
The Lion of Judah, Lamb once slain,
Now reigns supreme o’er earth’s domain.
His crown of gold, with jewels rare,
Outshines the sun in noonday glare;
A scepter wrought of righteous might
Extends o’er realms of endless light.
The government rests on His shoulder broad,
Wonderful Counselor, Prince of Peace, Mighty God;
No flaw in justice, no shadow of wrong,
His laws like rivers of crystal flow strong.
Mountains bow low in verdant praise,
Valleys exalted in golden haze;
The wolf dwells gentle with the lamb,
The lion eats straw at the child’s hand.
Crystal streams from His throne descend,
Healing the nations, making wounds mend;
No tear shall fall, no sorrow remain,
In this flawless kingdom where Jesus reigns.
Nations stream to His radiant hill,
Kings lay crowns at His feet so still;
From shore to shore, His kingdom spreads,
Till moons forget their waning threads.
O perfect rule, O royal grace,
In courts of pearl and jasper’s face;
All hail the King of kings divine,
Whose flawless government shall shine
Forevermore in realms of light—
Christ Jesus reigns in power and might!
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