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Sonnet: The Triumphal Entry (John 12:13) by Debbie Harris

13 Sunday Apr 2025

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The sonnet, inspired by John 12:13, celebrates Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem with a majestic, royal tone. It portrays Him as a glorious King, humbly riding a donkey, greeted by fervent crowds waving palms and shouting “Hosanna!” The poem exalts His divine sovereignty and love, emphasizing a kingdom of grace and truth, not earthly power, with enduring majesty and mercy.

O King of glory, hailed with palm-strewn way,
Thy sovereign splendor rides on humble beast.
The throng, with fervor, casts their cloaks to pray,
Their voices soar, a royal anthem’s feast.
“Hosanna!” rings through Zion’s sacred gate,
“Blest is the Son of David’s holy line!”
In majesty, Thou com’st to meet Thy fate,
Yet love, not conquest, crowns Thy will divine.
The branches wave, like scepters of the meek,
Proclaiming Thee the Lord of heav’n’s domain.
Thy throne, O Christ, no earthly pomp shall seek,
But reigns where hearts in truth and grace remain.
Exalted Prince, Thy kingdom shall endure,
Its glory vast, its mercy ever sure.

Hymn for Palm Sunday: Hosanna, King Divine by Debbie Harris

13 Sunday Apr 2025

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The hymn “Hosanna, King Divine” is a six-verse Palm Sunday hymn with a refrain, celebrating Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem. It captures the crowd’s praise, the fulfillment of prophecy, and the anticipation of the Passion, ending with devotion to Christ’s enduring reign. Each verse, followed by a repetitive “Hosanna” refrain, emphasizes joy, humility, and faith, suitable for congregational singing.

Verse 1
The streets of Zion ring with praise,
As palm branches the people raise.
The King on humble donkey rides,
Hosanna to the One who guides!

Refrain
Hosanna, hosanna, our Savior we acclaim!
With shouts of joy we bless His name!
Hosanna, hosanna, forever He shall reign!
All glory to our King, amen!

Verse 2
The cloaks are spread upon the way,
The children sing in bright array.
“Blessed is He who comes!” they cry,
The Lord of lords is drawing nigh.

Refrain
Hosanna, hosanna, our Savior we acclaim!
With shouts of joy we bless His name!
Hosanna, hosanna, forever He shall reign!
All glory to our King, amen!

Verse 3
O Son of David, promised One,
Your kingdom comes, Your will be done.
Through gates of grace You lead us still,
Your mercy reigns on Zion’s hill.

Refrain
Hosanna, hosanna, our Savior we acclaim!
With shouts of joy we bless His name!
Hosanna, hosanna, forever He shall reign!
All glory to our King, amen!

Verse 4
Yet soon the cross will pierce this day,
The crowd’s acclaim will fade away.
Still we will follow, Lord, to You,
Our King, our Hope, forever true.

Refrain
Hosanna, hosanna, our Savior we acclaim!
With shouts of joy we bless His name!
Hosanna, hosanna, forever He shall reign!
All glory to our King, amen!

Verse 5
The prophets’ words in truth unfold,
Messiah comes, as long foretold.
With joy we greet the Holy One,
God’s kingdom dawns, His reign begun.

Refrain
Hosanna, hosanna, our Savior we acclaim!
With shouts of joy we bless His name!
Hosanna, hosanna, forever He shall reign!
All glory to our King, amen!

Verse 6
O Lord of peace, Your love endures,
Your mercy heals, Your grace assures.
We lift our hearts in faithful song,
To You, our King, we all belong.

Refrain
Hosanna, hosanna, our Savior we acclaim!
With shouts of joy we bless His name!
Hosanna, hosanna, forever He shall reign!
All glory to our King, amen!

Sonnet: From the Exalted Layers’ Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, We Yearned to Laud His Name by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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In this sonnet, titled “From the Exalted Layers’ Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, We Yearned to Laud His Name”, the earth’s exalted layers—cobblestones, gravel, granite, marble, flint, and gemstones—reflect on Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem on a colt. Cobblestones gleam as a richly laid pavement under palms, gravel lies mute beneath the colt, granite and marble restrain their hymns, and gemstones glow with luster poised in reserve. The crowd’s resounding “Hosanna, Son of David” binds their vast voices, silencing their eager praise as long as the worship persists. His glory courses through their strata, yet they remain hushed, waiting in sublime rapture as creation’s voice, held mute by the divine praise of the throng, ready to laud him if silence ever fell.

We cobblestones, a pavement richly laid,
Gleamed ‘neath their palms, where sacred steps were traced,
The gravel pressed, a mute and humble grade,
As colt’s hooves crossed o’er cloaks in triumph placed.
“Hosanna, Son of David,” thrilled the skies,
Rough granite yearned, its silent hymn to soar,
Marble and flint, in stillness, held their cries,
While gemstones glowed, their luster held in store.
Their worship bound our voices, vast and grand,
While they proclaimed, we stayed our eager strain,
His glory pulsed through stone and jewel’s span,
Yet hushed we lay, their praise our still refrain.
Beneath their zeal, we waited, rapt, sublime,
Creation’s voice, held mute by praise divine.

Sonnet: From Jerusalem’s Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, I Felt His Coming Reign by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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In this sonnet, titled “From Jerusalem’s Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, I Felt His Coming Reign”, the city of Jerusalem narrates its experience as Jesus enters on a colt. Its gates open to a crowd laying palms and cloaks, their cries of “Hosanna, Son of David” resounding where prophets once spoke. A place marked by grief and prayer, Jerusalem feels its stones stir with hope as this humble king, unlike warlords of old, brings a peace it cannot fully define. Trembling at their praise, the city senses a shift in its ancient heart, standing as witness to his gentle authority, his reign destined to echo through its storied clay—its stones and history—forever.

My gates flung wide, their palms adorned my street,
A colt he rode, through dust my stones awoke,
Their voices rang where prophets’ words once beat,
A king they cried, in humble garb he spoke.
“Hosanna, Son of David,” stirred my air,
A throng alive where once my silence reigned,
My walls, long scarred by grief and fervent prayer,
Now held a hope my past had scarce sustained.
No heralded warlord, no throne of might,
Yet peace he bore, a tide I couldn’t name,
I trembled as their praise outshone my night,
A shift within my ancient heart aflame.
I stood as witness to his gentle sway,
A reign to echo through my storied clay.

Sonnet: From the Pharisees’ Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, We Watched with Cold Disdain by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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In this sonnet, titled “From the Pharisees’ Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, We Watched with Cold Disdain”, the Pharisees narrate their disapproval as Jesus enters Jerusalem on a colt. They see the crowd’s cloaks and palms, hear their shouts of “Hosanna, Son of David,” and feel their authority challenged by this unkingly figure and his fervent followers. Demanding he silence them, they’re met with his cryptic reply—that if the crowd were quiet, the stones would cry out—which they dismiss as nonsense, clinging to their rigid stance. His peace and mercy unsettle them, and they view him with disdain, determined to protect their power, seeing only a bold teacher doomed to fail, unaware of his divine reign.

We stood apart, their fervor stoked our ire,
The rabble spread their cloaks and palms in haste,
A colt he rode, no steed of king’s desire,
Yet cheers arose, our order’s calm displaced.
“Hosanna, Son of David,” fouled the breeze,
His followers, a throng of loud acclaim,
We bid him still their cries, their wild decrees,
To guard the Law from this presumptuous claim.
His words returned—a riddle sharp and strange,
That stones would shout should silence bind their tongue,
We scoffed at such, our minds refused to change,
His peace a threat, his mercy left unsung.
We watched him pass, our power’s edge to save,
A teacher bold, yet destined for the grave.

Sonnet: From the Disciples’ Perspective of the Triumphal Entry by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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In this sonnet, titled “From the Disciples’ Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, We Watched Him Ride in Grace”, the disciples recount fetching the colt at Jesus’ command and walking with him as he enters Jerusalem. They see the crowd lay palms and cloaks, shouting “Hosanna, Son of David,” while his teachings of love and the Kingdom resonate in their minds. As his faithful band, they hope for a kingdom they cannot yet fully see, trusting his words. They know his peace—a calm through storm and strife—and follow him as Lord amid the throng’s praise, their devotion lit by his grace, standing in awe as his reign begins to unfold before them.

We fetched the colt, his quiet word our call,
And led him forth where palms in reverence lay,
The crowd surged round, their cries a mighty squall,
A king they hailed, yet meek in his array.
“Hosanna, Son of David,” shook the air,
His lessons—love, the Kingdom—filled our mind,
His faithful band, a kingdom yet to see,
His peace we knew, a calm through storm and strife,
His voice had sown the truth within our care,
We watched him ride, his mercy giving life,
A Lord to follow through the throng’s loud prayer.
We praised his name, his grace our guiding flame,
A reign unfurled, in awe we stood amazed.

Sonnet: From Jesus’ Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, I Rode Amid Their Praise by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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In this sonnet, titled “From Jesus’ Perspective of the Triumphal Entry, I Rode Amid Their Praise”, Jesus reflects on his entry into Jerusalem atop a colt. He observes the crowd’s vibrant worship—palms forming a verdant sea, cloaks paving his path, and hosannas proclaiming him the Son of David, fueled by the truths he taught. With divine foresight, he knows that if their praise should ever fade, an unbearable silence would arise, prompting the rocks to shout and gemstones beneath the earth to glow with hymns, amplifying his reign’s glory. Amid their love, he embraces his mission’s deeper purpose, seeing beyond their praise to the crown of thorns, a sacrifice ordained by his Father to save the souls of man.

I rode the colt, their palms a verdant sea,
Their voices soared, a wave of fervent sound,
With cloaks they paved the dust beneath my feet,
A king they crowned where humble grace was found.
“Hosanna, Son of David,” pierced the air,
Their hearts aflame with truths I’d come to share,
Yet I knew if their praise should ever fade,
A voiceless hour no mortal throat could bear.
The rocks would shout if mortal tongues should cease,
While gemstones glow with hymns from depths unseen,
Creation’s chorus hailing my reign’s increase,
A testament to power no eye had gleaned.
I felt their love, yet knew my Father’s plan,
A crown of thorns to save the souls of man.

On This Palm Sunday, May We Not Only Celebrate Our Savior’s Triumphal Entry Into Jerusalem But His Triumphant Entry Into Our Heart Through The Free Gift Of Salvation by Debbie Harris

24 Sunday Mar 2024

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(The Triumphant Entry Of Christ by Alessandro Turchi)

On this blessed, anticipated, joyful Palm Sunday as

we celebrate the Triumphal humble entry of our Savior,

our Messiah, our King, Jesus Christ, into Jerusalem. May we

too celebrate our Savior’s triumphal entry into our hearts as

we accepted His glorious free, inestimable, loving, merciful,

cleansing, gift of our underserved Salvation with humble,

penitent, grateful, and adoring hearts! May we live to proclaim

His name and His free gift of Salvation as we honor and glorify

our Savior in all His precious, hope-producing Holy, joyful ways!

Behold The Lamb Of God Who Taketh Away The Sin Of The World by Debbie Harris

24 Sunday Mar 2024

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(Jesus Entering Jerusalem painting by Gustav Dore)

The next day John seeth Jesus coming unto him, and saith, Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world.

John 1:29 (KJV)

And they that went before, and they that followed, cried, saying, Hosanna; Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord:

Mark 11:9 (KJV)

The poem is a vibrant, worshipful celebration of Jesus Christ on Palm Sunday, exalting Him as the Lamb of God and King of Kings. It weaves biblical imagery from John 1:29 and Mark 11:9 with the palm branch as a symbol of victory, peace, and eternal life. The poet expresses ceaseless adoration, gratitude for salvation, and triumphant faith through vivid descriptions of redeemed hearts, souls clothed in salvation, and bold Hosannas, proclaiming Christ’s holy name with humility, love, and unwavering devotion.

With our born-again redeemed hearts, souls, and minds full of

the wonderment, ways, and new creature mind of Jesus Christ,

we with ceaseless love worship our Savior, King of Kings and

Lord of Lords, Jesus Christ our Lord for His inestimable gift

of Salvation. Because of Jesus Christ, our Lord we forever

sit, walk, and stand in triumph, peace, and victory! Clothed in

the exquisite garments of Salvation, we worship you on

this Palm Sunday and every moment of every day. For you

are Holy, perfect, majestic, loving, merciful, gracious, and

our forever Savior, friend, and King. Jesus, we worship you

for the palm branch symbolizes victory, triumph, peace,

and, eternal life. We worship you with palms held high in praise.

We worship you with, humility, courage, boldness, love, and humble,

ceaseless, adoring Christ-given faith. We give you our all for on

our souls is written your beauty-filled, Holy, precious name above all

names! And so we as your redeemed worship you with a soul, mind,

heart, and life full of triumphant, jubilant, victorious, and celebratory

Hosanna’s as we proclaim, Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!