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Sonnet: The Uncontainable Jubilance of a Soul Transformed in Divine Renewal by Being Born Again by Debbie Harris

13 Sunday Apr 2025

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The sonnet The Uncontainable Jubilance of a Soul Transformed in Divine Renewal by Being Born Again captures the exuberant joy of spiritual rebirth. It describes a soul overflowing with divine bliss, likened to sparkling light and an unstoppable hymn. This rapture, ignited by being born again, frees the spirit from fear and doubt, filling every moment with sacred song and holy fire. The world glows with heavenly light, and no force can silence this radiant tide of love and grace. The poem culminates in the affirmation that heaven’s glory courses through the soul, an eternal anthem that cannot be contained.

A bubbling mirth within my soul does spark,
Like glittering beams that weave through dawn’s embrace.
No heart can hush this jubilance, it arcs,
A radiant hymn that time cannot erase.

This bliss, by being born again, does soar,
Its vibrant pulse no mortal chain can bind.
My spirit dances, free forevermore,
As love’s eternal flame consumes the mind.

Each breath a song, each glance a holy fire,
The world aglow with heaven’s boundless ray.
No silence curbs this tide of pure desire,
Its current sweeps all shadowed doubts away.

No silence tames this anthem’s holy strain,
For heaven’s glory flows through every vein.

May Hosannah Always Be in Our Hearts as Our Hymn of Praise to Jesus Christ Our Lord And King by Debbie Harris

13 Sunday Apr 2025

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This Shakespearean sonnet (14 lines, iambic pentameter, ABAB CDCD EFEF GG) is a majestic celebration of worship, centered on the cry of “hosannah” as a fruit of praise to Jesus Christ. It begins with human voices—both speaking and singing—offering hosannah, joined by angels with gemstone-studded trumpets (sapphire, diamond, emerald). The praise overcomes darkness, uniting human hearts in devotion, and culminates in a triumphant affirmation of Christ’s reign. Vivid celestial imagery, like starlit skies and blazing glory, underscores the eternal victory of Christ, who reigns as “our hope supreme,” while hosannah blooms as an enduring expression of worship from the heart.

Hosannah bursts from lips that speak and sing,
Its clarion call ignites the starlit skies.
With gemstone-studded trumpets, angels bring
A blaze of glory where no shadow lies.

No mortal veil can still this sacred cry,
It storms the heavens with unyielding might.
Each jeweled horn resounds, its notes defy
The fleeting dark to hail eternal light.

Where human hearts in song and speech unite,
Hosannah’s fire consumes all doubt’s refrain.
Its anthem soars where sapphire trumpets peal,
Their diamond studs like stars in heaven’s train.

O lift your voice with emerald horns that gleam,
Hosannah blooms—Christ reigns, our hope supreme!

Sonnet: Lord, God, and Savior King to All the World by Debbie Harris

13 Sunday Apr 2025

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The sonnet, titled “Lord, God, and Savior King to All the World,” is a 14-line poem in traditional sonnet form, praising the divine sovereignty, love, and redemptive power of God and Christ. It describes God as the supreme ruler over all creation, whose light dispels darkness and whose voice shaped the universe. The poem highlights Christ’s sacrifice on the cross, which defeated death and redeemed humanity, and the Holy Spirit’s role in guiding the faithful. It concludes with all nations worshiping the eternal King, whose love endures forever.

O Lord, our God, and Savior King supreme,
Thy throne above the heavens’ boundless span,
All worlds, all hearts, within Thy holy plan,
Thy light doth pierce the dark with radiant beam.

From chaos’ void, Thy voice did form the earth,
Each star, each soul, Thy breath of love did mold,
In mercy vast, Thy promises unfold,
To grant the meek a hope of sacred worth.

Thy cross, O Christ, hath conquered death’s cold sting,
Thy blood redeemed what sin had torn apart,
Thy Spirit dwells to guide the contrite heart,
And bids the weary soul to rise and sing.

All nations bow before Thy boundless reign,
Eternal King, whose love shall e’er remain.

Through Sacred Pages: The Divine Remaking of the Faithful Soul by Debbie Harris

12 Saturday Apr 2025

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The sonnet illustrates how a born-again believer is transformed by immersing themselves in scripture. The more they study, the more their soul sheds worldly burdens, renewed by the eternal Word from Genesis to Revelation. Its timeless power, unbound by fleeting trends, shapes the heart to reflect divine glory, culminating in the call to seek truth and let it “transform” the spirit into a “holy form.”

The born-again, with souls by grace remade,
In scripture’s truth discover life’s pure flame.
Each sacred word, eternal, never fades,
And carves the heart to bear a holy name.

The more they dwell where prophets’ voices sing,
The more their spirit sheds its earthly chain.
From Genesis to Revelation’s spring,
A boundless fount no time can e’er restrain.

No fleeting trend can dim this deathless light,
No mortal tool its endless power confines.
The Word alone, through ages burning bright,
Renews the soul where heaven’s glory shines.

So seek the Word, let truth your spirit transform,
For sacred light turns clay to holy form.

The Resplendent Victory of Easter’s Eternal Reign: A Sonnet Celebrating the Divine Conquest Over Death and Darkness by Debbie Harris

09 Wednesday Apr 2025

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The sonnet portrays Easter as a powerful breaking of despair, with a glorious dawn signaling Christ’s victorious rise from the grave. He overcomes death’s grip, shattering its hold and transforming His wounds into symbols of eternal life. The heavens and earth join in jubilant praise, led by angelic choirs, as redeemed souls are lifted by His grace. The poem concludes with a call to rejoice under the sacred light of this victory, igniting hearts with the enduring power of Easter’s triumph.

Together, the title and sonnet weave a vivid tapestry of divine conquest, spiritual renewal, and exultant celebration. Let me know if you’d like more detail or adjustments!

When Easter rends the veil of shadowed woe,
A golden dawn ignites the world anew,
The Savior storms from death’s unyielding foe,
His triumph crowns the morning’s glistening dew.
No stone could hold, no grave could dare confine,
The King who shattered hell’s unyielding gate,
His wounds, now stars, in radiant glory shine,
Proclaiming life where once reigned cruel fate.
The heavens roar, the earth in rapture sings,
As cherubim exalt with blazing chord,
Each soul redeemed soars high on victor’s wings,
Embraced by grace, the mercy of our Lord.
O let us rejoice beneath this holy spire,
For Easter’s might hath set our hearts afire.

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.

The Bread of Heaven Sustaining Souls Beyond the Empty Crumbs of Prosperity’s Greed by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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This poem pits the fleeting, moldy offerings of prosperity preachers—crumbs of wealth that fail to nourish—against the eternal bread of Christ. Their lavish promises turn to dust, leaving hunger unmet, while Jesus, the true loaf, satisfies the soul freely and forever. His sustenance triumphs over greed’s hollow feast, bringing renewal and life without end.

They scatter crumbs from gilded trays,
Prosperity’s hawkers, bold and loud,
“Feast on wealth, your hunger’s cure,”
But the morsels mold, a starving shroud.

Their tables gleam with hollow fare,
A banquet built on fleeting dust,
Bellies ache, though plates abound,
For greed’s dry crust betrays all trust.

“I am the bread,” Christ softly calls,
“Eat of Me, and never pine,”
No price to pay, no riches weighed,
A living loaf, both yours and mine.

Their stale heaps crumble, fade to ash,
While Jesus feeds the soul’s deep cry,
One taste of Him, and life’s renewed,
A feast eternal, none deny.

The Vine of Life Rooted in Christ Through the Born-Again Soul Against the Withered Branches of Prosperity’s Lies by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem contrasts the false prosperity gospel, which ties fruitfulness to wealth and leaves souls withered, with the true vine of Christ. Prosperity preachers promise a harvest through materialism, but their branches dry up, cut off from life. Only through being born again can souls root into Jesus, the vine who offers abundant life freely, not through riches. His grace sustains, while their lies collapse, yielding a fruitful, eternal existence.

They graft their branches to a hollow stem,
Prosperity’s voices, slick and sure,
“Cling to wealth, and you’ll bear fruit,”
But their vines droop, dry, and poor.

Leaves of greenbacks, roots in gold,
A harvest promised, yet never whole,
Withered hopes beneath the sun,
Cut off from life where true sap runs.

Born again, the soul takes root,
A new shoot breaks through stony ground,
Only then can hearts entwine,
With Him who makes all life abound.

“I am the vine,” Christ gently speaks,
“Abide in Me, and thrive complete,”
No coin to pay, no riches sought,
Just love that blooms where grace is wrought.

Their stalks collapse, their boasts decay,
While Jesus’ branch lifts night to day,
In Him alone, the soul’s sustained,
A fruitful life, forever gained.

The Yoke of Christ’s Truth Revealed Through the Born-Again Heart by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem contrasts the oppressive burden of prosperity preachers, who promise wealth for heavy offerings, with the light yoke of Christ’s truth. Their greed-driven chains weigh down souls, offering empty promises, while only through being born again can one receive Jesus’ gentle grace. His call brings rest and love, not material cost, lifting the heart above the world’s deceptive load to a peaceful, victorious path.

They heap their burdens high,
Prosperity’s priests with gleaming smiles,
“Carry this load of coin and care,
And wealth will crown your days.”

But the weight bends backs,
A yoke of chains forged in greed,
Promises clank like empty cans,
Dragging souls through dust and need.

Born anew, the heart awakens,
Eyes unscaled to see His face,
For only through that sacred birth,
Can souls receive His tender grace.

Then Jesus calls, soft and sure,
“My yoke is easy, my burden light,”
No gold required, no tithe to buy,
Just rest in love, in holy sight.

The world’s load crushes, deceives,
A treadmill chase for fleeting gain,
But Christ’s way lifts, His peace relieves,
A gentle path through storm and pain.

The Riches Of The Narrow Way by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem celebrates true wealth found in following Christ’s humble, narrow path, not in worldly silver or towers. It portrays this rugged way as a source of holy joy and divine victory, contrasting it with the world’s fleeting, deceptive riches. Through Christ’s steps, the soul gains mercy, peace, and an unstealable light, triumphing in righteousness over material snares.

Not in vaults of silver, nor in towers tall,
Do true riches gleam and call,
But in the steps of Christ, the lowly King,
Where holy joy begins to sing.

His narrow path, a rugged line,
Winds through thorns, yet shines divine,
No glittering hoard, no fleeting crown,
But victory won where grace abounds.

The world parades its gaudy wares,
Promising ease through golden snares,
Yet Christ’s way, though steep and tight,
Fills the soul with living light.

Rich in mercy, rich in peace,
A wealth no thief can seize,
For in His steps, the heart takes flight,
Triumphant on the road of right.