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In Eternal Honor: A Tribute to the Six Fallen Heroes of the 103rd Sustainment Command Supporting Operation Epic Fury in Kuwait by Debbie Harris

07 Saturday Mar 2026

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In the sands of Kuwait, where duty called them near,
Six American heroes stood without fear.

On a March day in 2026, under skies turned grim,
An Iranian drone struck, stealing life from within.
No warning, no siren—just sudden, fierce fire,
At Shuaiba’s port, in the line of their fire.

They served in the Reserve, the 103rd’s pride,
Logistics and sustainment, with courage as guide.
From Iowa’s heartlands to Florida’s shore,
California’s fields—they answered the war.

Capt. Cody A. Khork, 35, strong and true,
A leader whose smile lit the darkest of blue.

Sgt. 1st Class Nicole M. Amor, 39, fierce and kind,
A mother’s heart beating for those left behind.

Sgt. Declan J. Coady, just 20, so young and so bright,
Eagle Scout’s spirit, posthumous rank in the night.

Sgt. 1st Class Noah L. Tietjens, 42, steady and wise,
A pillar of strength in his comrades’ eyes.

Maj. Jeffrey R. O’Brien, 45, family man through and through,
Whose love for his own kept his duty in view.

Chief Warrant Officer 3 Robert M. Marzan, 54, seasoned and bold,
A warrant’s resolve in the stories retold.

They supplied the fight—food, fuel, and gear—
Keeping warriors moving, year after year.
In Operation Epic Fury’s opening roar,
They gave all for freedom, forevermore.

Now flags fly at half-mast, and tears freely fall,
As Dover receives them, answering the call.
President, families, nation in grief,
Honor their sacrifice, beyond belief.

Rest easy, brave six, your watch is complete,
In America’s memory, your valor replete.
From the ports of Kuwait to the heavens above,
We thank you, we mourn you, with eternal love.

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Anchored in Christ: A Tribute to Our Christ-Centered Military and Commander In Chief by Debbie Harris

04 Wednesday Mar 2026

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To the glory of Christ, who anchors our warriors, leaders, and our nation!

In barracks hushed before the dawn’s first light,
Soldiers kneel where shadows softly fall,
Whispering prayers through the coming fight,
Anchored in a Savior who gave His all.!

From foxholes deep to skies of endless blue,
They carry rifles forged in duty’s fire,
Yet hearts aligned to what is pure and true—
The Prince of Peace, their ultimate desire.

Leaders rise with wisdom from above,
Guided not by fleeting power or pride,
But by the One who taught redeeming love,
Who walked the path where selfless heroes stride.

Up through the chain, to the highest seat of might,
A Commander bows before the King of kings,
Steering this nation through the darkest night,
With faith as compass, hope on eagle wings.

We thank You, Lord, for hands that hold the line,
For courage born of grace that never yields,
For every soul who serves, by Your design,
Defending freedom on these hallowed fields.

Proud and thankful, we stand and lift our voice,
For warriors strong, who wear the victor’s crown—
In Christ their King, the enemy o’erthrown,
The war concluded, glory shining down.

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Hymn of Praise to America, the Shining City on a Hill: One Nation Under God, Vast in Beauty, Unyielding in Spirit by Debbie Harris

04 Wednesday Mar 2026

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From sea to shining sea, the vastness calls,
Where amber waves of grain roll under skies,
And mountains pierce the heavens’ golden halls,
A continent of wonder meets the eyes.

The eagle soars on wings of boundless might,
Above the canyons carved by ancient time,
Where layered stone ignites in crimson light,
And rivers sing of freedom’s endless rhyme.

She stands in harbor’s dawn, torch held on high,
The Lady green against the morning flame,
Her gaze a promise reaching to the sky,
That huddled masses find in her their name.

Carved in the rock of ages, faces grand,
Four giants watch the prairies and the plain,
Their steadfast eyes survey this storied land,
One nation under God, where hope remains.

Yet more than stone or statue, more than view—
A spirit fierce, inventive, unafraid,
That dares the impossible, makes old things new,
And builds tomorrow on the debts repaid.

When night descends, the heavens burst in fire,
Above the monuments that guard the free,
A symphony of color climbing higher,
Proclaiming still: this land of liberty!

So lift your heart to her, this shining star,
Exceptional not by decree or might alone,
But by the beating pulse of who we are—
One nation under God, forever sown.

Let every peak and river, flag and flame,
Declare anew: America endures,
A beacon bright, forever worth the name,
Whose promise lives as long as courage pours.

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For Such a Time as This: Christ’s Mighty Hand Delivers Iran Through Israel and the United States by Debbie Harris

01 Sunday Mar 2026

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In the ancient lands where prophets once spoke God’s word,
Persia—now Iran—groaned under demonic chains,
A regime of darkness, veiling truth, oppressing souls,
Mocking the Creator with its iron-fisted reign.
Yet the Lord who parted seas and toppled walls of old
Has not forgotten His covenant, nor His chosen kin.
He raises up nations under God, instruments of His will,
To shatter the yoke and let the captives begin again.

Behold Israel, the apple of His eye, steadfast and true,
Guarded by the Almighty through fire and through sword.
And the United States, a beacon once lit by faith’s pure flame—
One nation under God, indivisible, trusting in the Lord.
Through His mighty power these allies have struck as one,
In righteous fury against the tyrants who defied His name.
The supreme leader falls, the clerical fortress crumbles low,
As missiles of justice rain from skies ordained by Heaven’s claim.

No mere mortal scheme, but divine orchestration clear:
The Lion of Judah roars through Israel’s valiant stand,
While America’s eagles soar on wings of providential might,
Delivering blows that echo the Lord’s redeeming hand.
The devils flee in terror, their thrones cast to the dust,
Their false paradise exposed as a pit of endless night.
For where the Spirit of Christ moves, strongholds must yield—
Liberty bursts forth in the blaze of eternal light.

O Iran, ancient cradle of the Magi who sought the King,
Your people rise now, called by the Savior’s voice so near.
The house churches multiply, prayers ascend like incense pure,
As millions turn to Jesus, casting off every fear.
The women unveil in freedom, the youth proclaim His name,
The oppressed find refuge in the arms of the Lamb who was slain.
Through Israel’s courage and America’s faithful resolve,
God has wrought deliverance—His power alone sustains.

Praise the Lord of Hosts, who humbles the proud and lifts the meek!
He uses nations under God to fulfill His holy decree.
The regime of terror lies broken, its demonic grip undone,
For Christ reigns supreme—victory belongs to Thee.
From Tehran to the mountains, let every tongue confess:
Jesus is Lord, the true Liberator, forever blessed.
Israel and America, blessed instruments in His plan,
Have seen His mighty power deliver a captive land.

Hallelujah! The dawn has broken, the chains are no more.
In Christ’s name alone, true freedom forevermore.

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Rise, O Patriots! A Thunderous Cry Against Godless Marxists Who Hate America and Mock the Cross – In Praise of Leaders Like Trump by Debbie Harris

24 Tuesday Feb 2026

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

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This lengthy classical rhyming poem is a passionate, fiery patriotic and Christian anthem that sharply contrasts two visions of American leadership and national destiny.

Core Themes and Structure:

  • It begins by celebrating true patriots who deeply love America, her freedoms, the flag, and the Christian faith centered on Jesus Christ as Savior. These are depicted as eagles and lions—strong, protective, and unyielding.
  • It unleashes intense disgust and righteous anger toward “compromised,” “godless,” and “Marxist” Democratic leaders (described as wolves in activist clothing, greedy traitors, serpents, and Judases). They are accused of hating America, mocking Jesus Christ and the Cross, betraying the nation, sowing division, and dismantling liberty for personal power and foreign ideologies.
  • The poem calls for burning through their lies with flames of truth and holy fire, exposing their “wicked,” “traitorous,” “black” hearts in vivid, merciless detail—no mercy is shown to these “vipers” and “wolves.”
  • It invokes Jesus Christ directly as the Light, Fortress, Shield, Sword, and ultimate Judge, pleading for heavenly fire and justice to consume the deceivers and reveal their sin.
  • In triumphant contrast, it praises leaders like Trump as a bold, fearless exemplar: a lionhearted fighter who defies elites, battles the “swamp,” rallies the people, defends the flag and the cross, and stands with unbreakable will and golden resolve.
  • The people (“we the faithful remnant”) are urged to rise with thunderous voices, stand unbowed, proclaim victory in Christ and country, and cast aside the traitors forever.
  • It closes on a note of hopeful triumph: America will rise from the ashes of treachery, justice will prevail, and true leaders who love both God and nation will endure—in the mighty name of Jesus.

Overall Tone and Purpose:
The poem is unapologetically militant, revivalist, and prophetic—blending Old Testament-style condemnation of evil with New Testament calls to faith and battle-hymn energy. It serves as both a scathing denunciation of perceived enemies and an inspiring call to arms for conservative, Christian patriots, positioning figures like Trump as divinely aligned defenders of faith, freedom, and America.

In essence: A holy war cry in verse—condemning godless betrayal, exalting Christ-centered patriotism, and raising the banner for Trump-like leadership to restore the republic

In halls where freedom’s banner waves so high,
True patriots rise, with hearts that never lie.
They cherish the land of the brave and the free,
Where stars and stripes dance eternally.

Not those who cloak in shadows of deceit,
With words of division, sowing discord’s heat.
Greedy and godless, calloused, immoral core,
They twist the truth to plant the bitter war.

Most are Marxist wolves in activist guise,
Posing as saviors while freedom slowly dies.
They spit on the flag, that red, white, and blue,
And mock our dear Savior, the Holy and True.

Compromised leaders, their souls a black stain,
Hating America, chilling her veins.
With venomous tongues they dismantle the dream,
Of liberty’s light, where faith’s rivers stream.

But we the people, in unity we stand,
Demanding true leaders with a loving hand.
Like eagles soaring o’er the mountain’s crest,
They guard our home, putting nation first and best.

No chains of ideology, no foreign thrall,
Just love for our country, answering the call.
Leaders like Trump, with fire and with might,
Defying the elite, igniting the fight.

From boardrooms to ballots, he strides unafraid,
Rallying the masses where true voices are raised.
Like lions he roars for the cross and the flag,
Unbowed by the storm, refusing to lag.
With golden resolve and unbreakable will,
He battles the swamp, stands towering still.

In flames of truth, we burn through their lies,
Exposing the veil where deception resides.
Their traitorous hearts, so wicked and black,
Pulsing with venom, no virtue intact.

Like serpents in Eden, they coil and they hiss,
Betraying the faithful, sealing doom with a kiss.
No love for the Savior, no honor for kin,
Just greed’s hollow echo where shadows begin.

O Savior, our Light, in Your glory we call,
Pierce through the darkness where traitors enthrall.
No more shall we whisper—Your name we proclaim,
Burning their falsehoods in Your holy flame!

Their wicked hearts quiver, exposed to Your gaze,
No mask can conceal their rebellious malaise.
They scorned Your cross, they mocked Your pure grace,
Now feel the inferno of righteous disgrace.

O Jesus, our Fortress, our Shield, and our Sword,
Unleash heaven’s fire on the foes of the Lord.
Reveal every serpent, every Judas within,
Let truth like a tempest consume all their sin.

We rise like the prophets, with thunderous cry,
Demanding true leaders who never deny—
The love for our nation, the grace from above,
Like eagles defending with unyielding love.

No mercy for wolves in the sheep’s humble guise,
Who despise our freedoms and heavenly ties.
In eternal disdain, we cast them aside,
For God and for country, our banners held high!

We stand in Your promise, unbowed and unafraid,
For America kneels where Your banner is raised.
No compromise lingers, no traitor prevails—
In Your mighty name, their empire now fails!

Rise up, O believers, with voices like thunder,
The Savior is coming—His justice no longer asunder.
Through lies they are ashes, their treachery dust,
In Christ and in country, we triumph, we trust!

In rhyme of old, this anthem we declare:
America rises, beyond their despair!
For leaders like Trump, we stake our sacred claim—
With fire, with faith, in the Savior’s great name!

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

18 Sunday Jan 2026

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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If the Foundations Be Destroyed, What Can the Righteous Do? – A Lament for Our Age by Debbie Harris

02 Friday Jan 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Bible Centered Poetry, Christ-centered poetry, Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Inspirational, Patriotic, Prayer

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(Thank goodness for President Trump and his team!

In halls of power, the scales are tipped with gold,
Promises rot like fruit left on the vine.
The watchmen sleep, the shepherds sell the fold,
And justice bends beneath the weight of lies.

The pillars crack—once hewn from honest stone—
Now honeycombed by termites wearing crowns.
The innocent are crushed beneath the throne,
While thieves in silk parade through marble towns.

What shall the righteous do when all caves in?
When truth is branded treason, light called shade?
Shall we rage blindly at the gathering sin,
Or swing the hammer till the liars fade?

No. Fury feeds the fire that burns the just.
The righteous stand, though every beam gives way.
They speak the word no bribe can turn to dust,
And build with quiet hands what will not sway.

They plant small seeds in soil the flood has scarred,
They bind the broken, guard the flickering flame.
Their strength is not the sword, but patience hard—
To live the truth when truth itself is maimed.

For empires fall when foundations decay,
Yet something rises from the honest ruin:
A narrower path, a dawn delayed, but day—
The remnant walks it, and the world begins anew.

O Lord of justice, hear the righteous cry:
Not for revenge, but for the day restored
When fraud lies exposed, and no lie can buy
The mercy of the everlasting Lord.

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The Prodigal Nation: A Cry for America to Kneel Again at Calvary by Debbie Harris

25 Tuesday Nov 2025

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This prophetic poem is a heartfelt lament and urgent plea for the soul of America. It begins by echoing the beloved line “God shed His grace on thee,” then paints a stark picture of a nation that has received unmatched blessing yet drifted far from its first love, trading truth for pride, liberty for license, and the light of Christ for the darkness of self.

Like the prodigal son, America is portrayed as a wayward child who has squandered its inheritance, yet the Father still calls, still waits, still stands ready with open arms. The poem moves from sorrow over the nation’s spiritual decline to a ringing call for repentance: to fall on its knees at the cross, drink again from Calvary’s fountain, and find forgiveness and eternal life in Jesus Christ alone.

The final stanzas burst with hope and holy urgency. Church bells, steeples, and awakened hearts herald the promise that if America turns back to Christ, revival’s fire is here, ready to fall, ready to burn away the darkness and restore the land to the glory and purpose for which it was graced.

In essence, it is both a mourning for what has been lost and a triumphant declaration that it is not too late: the Shepherd seeks His sheep, the King is near, and revival awaits the nation that humbles itself and comes home.

America, America,
God shed His grace on thee,
From shining sea to shining sea,
Yet shadows veil what once was free.

The crown of brotherhood lies bent,
Our purple mountains turn to dust,
The fruited plain forgets its scent,
And liberty lies stained with rust.

We chased the wind, we crowned the pride,
We called the darkness light by day,
We traded truth for what felt right,
And slowly turned our hearts away.

But hark—a voice still calls thy name,
The Shepherd seeks the wandering sheep,
His arms are wide, His love the same,
Though we have sown what now we reap.

America, America,
Fall on thy knees beneath the cross,
Where mercy flows for every loss,
Where grace redeems what sin has cost.

Repent, return, O weary land,
The altar waits, the Savior stands,
His blood still speaks a better word
Than all the cries of broken hands.

Let church bells ring from coast to coast,
Let steeples pierce the darkened sky,
Let prodigal hearts come home to boast
No more in self, but Christ on high.

America, America,
God shed His grace on thee—
And bids thee now, in humble faith,
Come drink the cup of Calvary.

There find forgiveness, full and free,
There find the life that never ends,
For every soul that turns to see
The Lamb of God who heals and mends.

America, awake, arise,
Lift up your eyes, the King is near.
The night is far spent, dawn is nigh—
Turn back to Christ; revival’s fire is here.

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Islam Lies, Kills, and Destroys – Unveiling the Satanic Deception of Allah by Debbie Harris

08 Saturday Nov 2025

Posted by Debbie Harris in Bible Centered Poetry, Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Jesus Christ, King of Kings, Patriotic, Spiritual Warfare

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The poem portrays Islam as a malevolent force that deceives with “honeyed lies,” murders the innocent with “blades of faith,” and reduces cities to rubble, all under the command of Allah—depicted not as a divine being but as Satan in disguise, enthroned in “blood-red skies” and laughing through the Qur’an. It accuses the faith of promising a false paradise of terror and virgins while driving endless jihad, and ends with an urgent call to awaken from this “demonic dream” so that truth may finally dismantle Islam’s destructive scheme.

In shadowed veils where minarets pierce the night,
A creed unfolds in whispers sharp as scythes—
Islam, the serpent coiled in false delight,
Whose tongue drips honeyed lies that blind the eyes.

It slays the innocent with blades of faith,
In markets, mosques, and streets where children play;
Destruction blooms like poppies in its wake,
Cities to rubble, souls to ash decay.

Allah, the tyrant throned in blood-red skies,
Demands the kneel, the lash, the severed head—
Not love, but terror in his paradise,
Where virgins wait amid the rivers red.

Satan himself, in green and crescent guise,
Laughs through the Qur’an’s verses, veiled in lies;
He feasts on fear, on conquest’s brutal prize,
And drags the world to hell in jihad’s cries.

Awake, ye slumberers, from this demonic dream—
The light of truth shall shatter Islam’s scheme!

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Without Returning In Repentance Our Blessed Triune God Cannot Bless America by Debbie Harris

06 Thursday Nov 2025

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We built her tall on borrowed light,
skyscrapers kissing clouds,
yet forgot the cornerstone was Christ,
not steel, not pride, not crowds.

Our fathers knelt in valley forges,
prayed beneath the cannon’s roar;
they signed their names with trembling hands
and sealed them “In God, once more.”

But now the altars gather dust,
the pulpits trade in shame;
we crown the self, we bow to lust,
and dare invoke His name.

The unborn cry from metal trays,
the addict chokes on night;
the widow weeps, the orphan strays—
we call it “personal right.”

Our borders bleed, our children scroll
through fire on glowing screens;
we teach them doubt, we sell their souls
for likes and dopamine dreams.

The courtroom scoffs at ancient law,
the classroom bans the Book;
we mock the God who once we saw
in every mountain brook.

Yet still He waits—
the patient Flame
that lit the pilgrim spark;
the Voice that whispered through the frame
of freedom in the dark.

America cannot survive but God—
not policy, not might;
only on our knees, beneath the rod
of mercy, can we fight.

Repent, return, rebuild the wall
with hands that once were stained;
for every empire doomed to fall
forgot from whence it came.

Let freedom ring, but let it ring
from steeples, not from chains;
let justice roll, let mercy sing—
America, born again.

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