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Echoes of the Brave: Lament for Every Service Member Who Gave Their Lives for Freedom by Debbie Harris

22 Wednesday Jul 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Grief, Bereavement, Loss, Patriotic

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Dear Reader,

In quiet reverence for every service man and woman who answered the call and never returned, I offer this lament. May these words honor their sacrifice and remind us of the profound cost of freedom.

In crimson fields where silent sentinels stand,

where poppies once bowed low to blood-soaked sand,

they answered freedom’s call with steady breath

and gave their lives for freedom—facing death.

Through desert glare that blistered skin and soul,

through mountain gales that howled like wolves on patrol,

through jungle rot and urban ruins aflame,

they gave their lives for freedom in His name.

The bugle’s mournful cry splits morning air,

a silver thread through grief too vast to bear.

Mothers clutch folded stars in trembling hands,

while empty chairs await the absent bands.

Fathers trace cold medals in the night,

children whisper questions to the light.

Yet every dawn that gilds the waking world

bears witness to the banner they unfurled.

Oh fallen guardians, sleep beneath the loam,

your final heartbeat now our martial poem.

No tomb can cage the light you freely gave,

no ocean deep can drown the debt we crave.

You gave your lives for freedom—pure and bright—

so we might walk unbowed beneath its light.

In every quiet street, in every child’s laugh,

your sacrifice ignites the future’s path.

We vow to keep the flame you kindled true,

to guard the fragile gift bestowed by you.

For every man and woman, brave and gone,

who gave their lives for freedom—we march on.

Rest now, dear warriors, in eternal grace,

your names forever carved in freedom’s face.

A solemn rhyme we offer, deep and true—

in grateful memory, we honor you.

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One Nation Under God: An Ode to Our Beautiful, Exceptional America by Debbie Harris

04 Saturday Jul 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Inspirational, July 4th poem, Patriotic

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Dear Reader,

From the depths of a poet’s grateful heart, I offer these verses in solemn and joyful tribute to the enduring miracle of our republic. We are a constitutional republic — a government of laws, not of men — founded upon timeless principles of liberty, limited government, and the consent of the governed. In an age when many voices rise and fall like shifting winds, this poem stands as a quiet yet fervent declaration of what has always made America radiant among the nations of the earth: her identity as one nation under God — indivisible, sovereign, and exceptional not by the boast of men, but by the humble recognition that true liberty flows from a higher Source and is safeguarded by our sacred Constitution.

Here is woven the story of a land forged by dreamers and defended by the brave, a vast and varied tapestry of mountains and meadows, cities and small towns, peoples from every corner of the world who have come together beneath the same sacred banner. May these lines stir in you the same awe and affection I feel when I behold our flag against the sky, when I hear the ancient promise still echoing through our valleys and across our plains: that we are indeed one nation under God, a constitutional republic, beautiful beyond measure, exceptional in our calling, and forever entrusted with the sacred charge of liberty and justice for all.

Let this ode be both prayer and praise — a song lifted not merely for what America is, but for what she continues to aspire to become under the watchful and merciful hand of Providence.

O beautiful, boundless, exceptional land,

Where the eagle rides thunder and mountains command,

From the frost-gilded Rockies to coral-kissed keys,

America sings on the breath of the breeze.

Her rivers are verses, her canyons are psalms,

Her prairies lie golden beneath heaven’s palms.

The wheat fields whisper, the redwoods stand tall,

And liberty’s light never falters or falls.

Forged in the fire of dreamers and bold,

Who crossed raging oceans for freedom’s pure gold,

They planted a promise in soil rich and deep —

One nation under God, where the brave hearts keep

Their covenant sacred, their union indivisible,

With justice and mercy forever invincible.

Her cities blaze diamonds against the night sky,

Her small towns hold lanterns of neighborly light.

From every shore, every tongue, every creed,

A chorus arises — in harmony freed.

Through storm and through trial her spirit endures,

Rising like dawn when the darkness obscures.

She is hope’s bright banner, she is courage’s flame,

Exceptional not by perfection’s cold claim,

But by the wild promise that all may ascend

To the heights of their soul where the free heart bends.

O America, anthem carved deep in our veins,

Land of the free where the dreamer remains.

Beneath the same God who first granted us birth,

One nation under God — the most beautiful on earth.

May your stars keep their fire, your stripes keep their pride,

May your people walk worthy, side by side.

In your vast, open arms the world finds its wing —

Forever our love, forever we sing.

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Stars, Stripes, and Sacred Fire: A Triumphant Celebration of American Independence and God-Given Liberty by Debbie Harris

03 Friday Jul 2026

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Dear Reader,

On this Fourth of July, we pause to remember the extraordinary miracle of America. This is not just another nation, but a bold experiment in human liberty — conceived in courage, birthed in defiance of tyranny, and consecrated to the truth that rights come from God, not government.

This poem is a song of gratitude and triumph. It celebrates the founders’ vision, the price paid in blood and sacrifice, and the enduring promise that still calls to every generation: freedom is worth defending, worth renewing, and worth passing to our children.

May it stir your heart with pride, renew your resolve, and lift your eyes to the stars and stripes waving against the sky.

With joyful patriotism and humble thanks,

The Poet

Arise, O land of stars and stripes, on this bright sacred morn,

Where liberty was born in fire and tyrants’ chains were torn!

From Lexington’s first ringing shot to Yorktown’s final drum,

A nation rose in thunder, and the dawn of freedom come.

We hold these truths self-evident, by Heaven’s own decree:

That all men are created equal, and forever free.

Endowed by their Creator with rights no king can steal—

Life and liberty and the pursuit of happiness, pure and real.

No distant throne, no iron fist, no red flag flying high

Could break the spirit of the free or dim Columbia’s sky.

Through valley forge and bloody field, through tempests fierce and wild,

They pledged their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor undefiled.

Now rockets burst in jeweled flame across the summer night,

Red, white, and blue in glory write their everlasting light.

The eagle soars, the anthems soar, the bells of freedom ring—

A triumph not of mortal men, but what the Almighty brings.

We are the heirs of Bunker Hill, of bold Philadelphia’s pen,

Of every heart that loved this land far more than fear of men.

Let tyrants plot and serpents hiss their promises of chains—

America still stands unbowed, and ever will remain.

So lift your voice, O patriot, beneath the banner bright,

For on this Fourth we celebrate the victory of right.

From sea to shining sea we sing, with grateful hearts aflame:

Long live the land of liberty—sweet freedom’s holy name!

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The Red Serpent’s Treason: Communism, Socialism, and Progressivism’s War on God, Nation, and the Souls of Millions by Debbie Harris

03 Friday Jul 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Communism Is Treason, Exalting Jesus Christ, Patriotic, Spiritual Warfare

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Dear Reader,

I wrote this poem not merely to recount history’s tragedies, but to sound a warning. The ideologies of communism, socialism, and progressivism have repeatedly promised heaven on earth while delivering hell—more than one hundred million graves stand as silent witnesses.

Beyond the body count lies a deeper betrayal: these systems are profoundly anti-biblical, replacing God with the State, private property and honest labor with enforced envy, and individual dignity with collective submission. They represent a modern form of the ancient serpent’s temptation—dressed in the red flag—whispering equality while striking at the foundations of faith, family, and freedom.

This is also treason—against the God who grants unalienable rights, and against the constitutional republic built upon those truths. My prayer is that this lament stirs remembrance before forgetting leads us down the same crimson path again.

With solemn urgency,

The Poet

Exodus 20:17 — “Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbour’s.”
(Against envy and covetousness as political virtue)

• Exodus 20:15 — “Thou shalt not steal.”
(Against the seizure of private property and labor)

• Matthew 22:21 — “Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar’s; and unto God the things that are God’s.”
(Against total state idolatry and the erasure of God’s domain)

• 2 Thessalonians 3:10 — “For even when we were with you, this we commanded you, that if any would not work, neither should he eat.”
(Against the rejection of personal responsibility)

• Genesis 3:4-5 — “And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil.”
(The original “serpent’s” false promise of equality and godhood)

In shadowed halls where sirens sang of chains unbound,

A serpent whispered “equality,” then dragged the dream aground.

From Marx’s ink to Lenin’s gun, the crimson banner rose,

Promising paradise for all—yet millions met their throes.

Ukraine’s black earth drank deep in Holodomor’s cruel night,

Six million starved by Stalin’s will, extinguished from the light.

Great Leap’s furnaces consumed forty-five million more,

Mao’s paradise of steel became a graveyard’s door.

Pol Pot’s Year Zero reaped two million in the fields,

Skulls piled high where temples stood, and mercy’s voice was stilled.

Gulags, purges, killing fields—twenty million, thirty, more—

The ledger of utopia written red with human gore.

Yet deeper runs the treason, not just against the land,

But treason ‘gainst the Living God by their own willful hand.

They dethroned Heaven’s Sovereign, enthroned the State instead,

Covetousness as gospel, envy’s lust painted red.

The Bible thunders “Thou shalt not steal,” and “Love thy neighbor true,”

It honors honest labor’s fruit and rights that God bestows.

But they rewrite the sacred text as hate and backward sin,

While families fracture, crosses fall, and darkness closes in.

Progressivism’s velvet glove slips on the iron fist,

Marching through the schools and courts, the churches in its twist.

It calls the founders’ covenant a relic to discard—

Unalienable rights from God? Replaced by commissar.

This is the ancient spirit of Babel raised anew,

Man playing god with human lives, the state in place of You.

Treason to the Republic, treason to the Cross above,

Betraying blood-bought liberty for chains they label “love.”

A hundred million witnesses cry silent from the clay:

No system built on envy thrives; it only slays and slays.

Heed the graves, the empty thrones, the laughter turned to moans—

The road to hell is paved with good intentions, smooth as stone.

Let memory stand defiant ‘gainst the rising tide,

Where freedom’s flame is dimmed by lies that freedom’s name deride.

For in the end the horror proves what Scripture long has known:

Collectivist delight devours the soul—and calls the feast its own.

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“Blessed Is the Nation Whose God Is the Lord”: Celebrating God’s Grace Upon America by Debbie Harris

03 Friday Jul 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christ-centered poetry, Inspirational, Patriotic, Praise

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A Note from the Poet

Dear Reader,

This poem flows from a heart full of joy and thanksgiving to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. With deep love and admiration, I celebrate America — the greatest nation on earth, a shining beacon of liberty and faith. From the courageous pilgrims who first planted the Cross on these shores to the brave founders who built this land upon God’s eternal Word, America stands as a testament to divine blessing and grace. May these verses fill you with pride, stir your spirit to worship, and inspire you to praise the Lord who has so richly favored this beloved land.

With joyful celebration for Jesus and for America,
The Poet

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord,
America, the land of boundless grace,
Where pilgrims knelt upon this sacred shore
And raised the Cross in this new-world place.
From Plymouth Rock to stars and stripes unfurled,
Your founders pledged their lives to Christ alone;
In God We Trust still echoes through the world—
The greatest nation freedom calls her home.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord,
Whose Declaration bears His holy flame,
Whose Constitution rests upon His Word,
Whose Liberty rings out in Jesus’ name.
Through battlefields and valleys deep with pain,
Your people turned to Heaven’s healing hand;
The blood-stained banner waved through wind and rain—
Redeemed by grace, you rose to bless the land.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord,
O shining city on a hill so bright,
Where eagles soar and Gospel truth is poured
From sea to shining sea in holy light.
Your mountains sing, your prairies lift His praise,
Your cities pulse with mercy’s endless flow;
Though storms may come, your heart still seeks His face—
America, the land where blessings grow.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord,
Whose sons and daughters kneel before the throne,
Who crown the Savior King forevermore
And make His righteousness their cornerstone.
Let every heart cry out with grateful song,
Let every voice exalt the risen Lamb;
America, to Christ you still belong—
The best of all the nations of the earth.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord.

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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

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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!

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So Proud To Be An American by Debbie Harris

27 Saturday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Inspirational, Patriotic

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Dear Reader,

From the poet’s heart to yours—

I stand unashamed as a biblical conservative who believes the Republic was founded on Judeo-Christian truth, not man-made ideologies. This poem is my declaration: America is exceptional because she is one nation under God, not under government, globalism, or fleeting cultural winds. May these words stir courage in every patriot who still believes in life, liberty, the Constitution, and the Holy Scriptures that birthed our freedoms.

With bold conviction,

The Poet

In fields of gold where freedom’s banner waves,

Beneath a sky that stretches wide and free,

I stand with heart that swells and spirit braves

The sacred charge of sweet democracy.

One nation under God, from sea to sea,

Where eagles soar on thermals of the brave;

The blood of pilgrims, founders, and the free

Has forged a land no tyrant e’er could save.

Through tempests torn and trials fiercely tried,

Her torch still lifts its flame against the night—

For every soul who dreamed and fought and died

That liberty might claim eternal right.

O proud am I, with hand upon my breast,

To call this home, this beacon ever blest.

Where stars and stripes in glory manifest

The truth that God has made us one— the best.

Let mountains echo, rivers sing the praise,

And voices rise in harmony once more:

United we, beneath His ancient gaze,

A shining city on the hill restored.

So proud to be American, I cry—

One nation under God, till time shall die.

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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

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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.

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One Nation Under God: Rejecting the Deadly Satanic Creed of Democratic Socialism and Its Godless Communist Radicalism by Debbie Harris

25 Thursday Jun 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Patriotic

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Dear Reader,

In this hour of gathering shadows, when ancient liberties are under siege and the soul of our Republic is tested, I offer this poem as a clarion call from the heart of a patriot who still believes in the God who birthed America.

We were never meant to be a godless nation ruled by envy, nor a land bowed beneath foreign ideologies that mock the Cross and despise the freedoms our forefathers purchased with blood and prayer. Democratic socialism is no gentle reformer—it is the velvet glove over communism’s iron fist, ushering in radicalism and every form of immorality that seeks to erase “One Nation Under God” from our pledge, our monuments, and our children’s hearts.

This verse is my stand: a declaration that America belongs to the God of the Bible, not to Marx, not to any crescent, and not to the chaos of radical upheaval. We must reject the serpent’s whisper, cast down its lies, and raise the Cross once more over freedom’s domain.

May these words stir courage in your spirit, strengthen your resolve, and remind you that we are still “One Nation Under God”—indivisible, with liberty and justice for all who honor Him.

Stand firm. The battle is spiritual, but the victory belongs to the righteous.

In solemn hope and unyielding faith,

The Poet

Psalm 33:12

“Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD; and the people whom he hath chosen for his own inheritance.”

Proverbs 14:34

“Righteousness exalteth a nation: but sin is a reproach to any people.”

2 Chronicles 7:14

“If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.”

Galatians 5:1

“Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage.”

2 Corinthians 3:17

“Now the Lord is that Spirit: and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.”

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.”

One nation under God we stand, unbowed and true,

Not communism’s chains, nor Islam’s crescent hue,

Nor radicalism’s storm that seeks to tear apart

The soul of liberty enshrined within each heart.

In hallowed halls where liberty once burned bright,

A shadow creeps beneath the veil of night.

The deadly Satanic, Godless, blasphemous creed

Dons democratic socialism’s mask of need.

It whispers softly of equality’s fair grace,

Yet communism’s iron fist lies in its face.

Not new, not kind, but tyranny reborn in guise,

To chain the free and mock the Savior’s skies.

This venom spreads through America’s sacred ground,

Bringing radicalism’s fire and immorality’s bound—

Of every sordid ilk that scorns the moral law,

Blasphemes the Cross, and bends the knee to flawed.

It peddles chaos cloaked in compassion’s name,

Godless altars built on envy, hate, and shame.

Yet we declare, with voices clear and strong:

One nation under God—we shall not go along!

Not communism’s yoke, nor Islam’s rigid call,

Nor radicalism’s rage that topples every wall.

Awake, O land of Washington and pilgrim’s prayer,

Reject this darkness; keep the faith we bear.

For truth and God alone can guard the free and bold;

This deadly lie must never claim our gold.

Stand firm, America, against the serpent’s art—

One nation under God, with fire in our heart!

We cast this darkness down, its lies exposed and slain,

And raise the Cross once more o’er freedom’s vast domain!

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The Demonic Subversion of Liberty: The Enemy’s Cunning Use of Church-State Separation to Expel the Almighty and Sacred Scripture from the Nation’s Public Squares by Debbie Harris

06 Saturday Jun 2026

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

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A Note from the Poet

Dear Reader,

In this darkening hour, when the public square lies desolate and the voices of faith are driven into whispered corners, I set forth this poem not as mere verse, but as a prophetic lament and a clarion call. The enemy of souls has long wielded the noble phrase “separation of church and state” as a demonic sword—twisting its original intent to shield the church from tyranny into a weapon to exile Almighty God and His Holy Bible from the very lifeblood of the nation.

What began as a safeguard for liberty has been forged in hell’s own furnace into a barrier against the Light itself. Schools no longer echo with the fear of the Lord. Courtrooms stand stripped of the Ten Commandments. Public squares, once alive with prayer and sacred song, now bow before the cold idols of secularism, pride, and fleshly license. This is no accident of history, but a calculated subversion—a great deception designed to unmoor a people from their Maker and prepare the ground for darker principalities.

Yet the Word of God cannot be chained. The same Scriptures that kindled the hearts of our Founders still burn with unquenchable fire. This poem is offered in the spirit of the ancient prophets: to expose the serpent’s cunning, to mourn what has been lost, and to stir the remnant to holy boldness. Church and state may rightly walk in parallel paths, but no wall forged by man—or devil—can separate the living God from those who seek Him.

May these lines awaken slumbering consciences, rebuke the powers of darkness, and kindle again the holy flame that once made this land a beacon. Return, O nation, to the Rock from which you were hewn. The King of kings yet reigns, and His Word shall have the final victory.

In solemn hope and unyielding faith,

The Poet

In shadowed halls where once the Light held sway,

The ancient serpent coils with cunning art,

And whispers lies that twist the founding day,

To rend the sacred from the nation’s heart.

“Separation!” cries the demonic host,

A wall of stone where none was meant to rise,

To bar the Throne of Grace from coast to coast,

And quench the Lamp that lit the Founders’ eyes.

With guile he cloaks his malice in the law,

As if the Lord were foe to liberty;

Yet Jefferson’s pen, in wisdom’s awe,

Spoke church from state, not God from you and me.

Now courts profane decree the Bible banned,

From schoolhouse walls where children once were taught

The fear of Him who made both sea and land,

And moral law that tyrants’ schemes have wrought.

The enemy exults in empty squares,

Where crosses fall and carols fade to dust;

No Ten Commands to guide the judge’s cares,

No prayer to pierce the halls of power’s lust.

He sows division, calls it tolerance high,

While altars crumble ’neath the secular throne;

The public square, once open to the sky,

Now bows to idols carved of flesh and stone.

O blinded age, that deems the Gospel chain,

When freedom’s root in Scripture deep was set!

The enemy hath used this twisted rein

To loose the beast and bind the saints in debt.

Yet Heaven laughs at schemes of mortal spite—

The Word of God no edict can confine;

Though veiled in courts of false enlightened night,

It burns eternal in the heart of man divine.

Arise, ye faithful, rend the serpent’s guise!

Let truth reclaim the square where once it shone;

For church and state may walk in parallel skies,

But God above shall never be dethroned.

The Bible’s light no darkness can eclipse—

It calls through time, a trumpet loud and clear:

Return, O land, from error’s dark eclipse,

And crown the King whom angels all revere.

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