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Ye Are of God—Greater Is He in You Than He That Is in the World: An Anthem of Redeemed Royalty by Debbie Harris

19 Thursday Feb 2026

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1 John 4:4 (KJV)
Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.

Ye Are of God—Greater Is He in You Than He That Is in the World: An Anthem of Redeemed Royalty.The poem is a triumphant declaration of spiritual victory based on 1 John 4:4 (KJV). It celebrates the indwelling presence of God—the Holy Spirit—within every believer as far greater and more powerful than any evil force or darkness that rules the world.Key themes and progression:

  • Contrast of powers: The “greater” One (God/Christ/Holy Spirit) living inside believers overcomes the “prince of darkness” and his influence, no matter how fierce or persistent his attacks may seem.
  • Inner divine reality: Every redeemed person (saint/child of God) carries an unquenchable fire, undimmed light, and the very presence of heaven, fulfilling God’s promises.
  • Spiritual warfare acknowledged: Believers face real opposition—not just human struggles, but unseen powers that try to bind and break—but victory is already sealed through Christ’s strength.
  • Freedom from fear: No fear, storm, or worldly rage can overpower the inner voice and authority given by God; heaven’s power determines the outcome.
  • Royal identity and call to action: Redeemed believers stand as royalty, clothed in divine armor and grace. The poem ends with a stirring summons to “rise up” as children of the King, boldly proclaim freedom, and live in the reality that the conquering God of life and resurrection dwells mightily in them.

In essence, the poem is an encouraging anthem of assurance, empowerment, and praise: because God is greater and lives within us, we are overcomers—redeemed royalty called to stand fearless, victorious, and bold for His glory.It moves from recognition of the battle → assurance of inner victory → rejection of fear → declaration of royal identity → a final rallying cry to rise and proclaim the truth. Amen—greater indeed is He!

Greater is He that is in us,
Than he that rules the shadowed throng—
The Prince of darkness, fierce and sly,
Whose whispers echo loud and long.

Yet in the heart of every saint,
The Holy Spirit dwells supreme;
A fire unquenched, a light undimmed,
Fulfilling every promised dream.

We wrestle not with flesh alone,
But powers that seek to bind and break;
Yet victory’s seal is on our souls—
For Christ’s own strength we undertake.

No fear can chain what God has freed,
No storm can drown the inner voice;
The world may rage with fleeting might,
But heaven’s power makes our choice.

Redeemed and royal, bold we stand,
In armor forged by grace divine;
For greater is He within our breast
Than any foe in this world of thine.

Rise up, O children of the King!
Proclaim the truth that sets us free—
The God who conquered death and grave
Lives mighty now in you and me.

Amen—greater indeed is He!

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Unashamed in a Lukewarm and Compromising Age: Lifting a Roaring, Repeated Refrain of Radical Devotion and Fervent Zeal as Highest Praise to Our Precious Lord and Savior by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Feb 2026

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My passionate pursuit is found in Thee,
our precious Lord and Savior.

My goal: to be a radical Bible-thumping believer.
They say these terms as insults!
May we take them as highest praise.

My passionate pursuit is found in Thee,
our precious Lord and Savior!

In the hush before the dawn breaks wide,
I kneel with pages worn from seeking You,
every verse a spark that lights my soul.
They call it narrow; I call it alive.
My passionate pursuit is found in Thee,
our precious Lord and Savior!

When the crowd demands I soften truth,
trade conviction for a comfortable nod,
I lift Your Word like a banner unbroken—
unashamed, unwavering, wholly Yours.
My passionate pursuit is found in Thee,
our precious Lord and Savior!

Through tears and trials, through fire and flood,
Your promises anchor what the world would shake.
I thump the Bible not in anger, but in awe—
it’s treasure, it’s life, it’s You breathing still.
My passionate pursuit is found in Thee,
our precious Lord and Savior!

Let them mock the fire they cannot understand,
let labels fall like arrows on my shield of faith.
I run this race with eyes fixed on Your face—
radical, relentless, redeemed by grace.
My passionate pursuit is found in Thee,
our precious Lord and Savior!

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The King Eternal Enthroned in Unending Light: Sonnet of Immortal Praise and Boundless Glory by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Feb 2026

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1 Timothy 1:17 (KJV)
Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.

To Thee, great King eternal, throned on high,
Immortal essence, death can ne’er assail,
Invisible, yet felt in every sigh
Of wind and wave, where mortal senses fail—
The only wise, whose counsel none may scan,
Whose boundless mind the ages all contain,
We lift our voices in the dawn of man,
And raise Thy name through joy and through all pain.

No shadowed veil can dim Thy radiant might,
No fleeting hour Thy sovereign glory mars;
Forever, ever, in unending light,
Honour and glory stream from distant stars.
O God alone, to Thee our souls ascend—
Victorious praise shall never, never end!

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Triumphant Praise Based On I Timothy 1:17 by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Feb 2026

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Now unto the King eternal,
Immortal, invisible,
The only wise God—

Be honour and glory
For ever and ever—
Amen! Amen!

(Repeat, faster/softer then louder/soaring)

King eternal! Immortal!
Invisible! Only God!
Honour and glory—
Forever and ever!
Amen! Amen! Amen!

(Final soaring build – all voices together)

Now unto the King eternal!
Immortal! Invisible!
The only wise God!
Honour and glory forever—
And ever! And ever!
Amen!

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There Is Therefore Now No Condemnation(Romans 8:1 – A Hymn of Victory Over the Accuser) by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Feb 2026

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Romans 8.1

There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.

No condemnation now I own,
For I am hid in Christ alone;
The accuser’s voice, though fierce and loud,
Is drowned beneath the crimson flood.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

Day and night he charged my soul,
With sins of old that took their toll;
But Revelation’s thunder rings—
The dragon falls; the Lamb now reigns.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

Who shall accuse God’s chosen ones?
God justifies through His dear Son;
Christ died, He rose, He pleads above—
No charge can stand against His love.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

Come boldly to the throne of grace,
Not trembling in a guilty place,
But confident in mercy’s call,
Where help abounds for one and all.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

When shadows of the past arise,
And Satan whispers hopeless lies,
I point to Calvary’s tree so high—
“Behold the blood that speaks, ‘Not guilty!'”

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

No chains of flesh can bind me now,
I walk by Spirit, free somehow;
His power melts the foe like dew,
And peace—sweet Shalom—breaks through.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

O run, my soul, to grace’s door,
Where wrath is turned to welcome more;
The throne that once seemed far and dread
Now bids me come, by Jesus led.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

So let the accuser rage in vain;
His weapons fall, his power wanes.
In Christ alone my victory stands—
No condemnation—through His hands.

Refrain
No condemnation, precious word!
Consider it, my soul!
Thy sins on Jesus all were laid;
His blood has made thee whole.

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What Manner of Love Divine: From Dust Exalted and Crowned—Sons and Daughters, Royal Heirs Where Grace Abounds by Debbie Harris

13 Friday Feb 2026

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Inspired by 1 John 3:1–2 (KJV), the poem celebrates the astonishing, lavish love of the Father that transforms us from mere dust into His beloved sons and daughters. We are already adopted royal heirs, crowned with dignity and grace on earth today—children of God in the present, shining with divine light amid a world that does not recognize us. Though our full future glory (being like Him when we see Him face to face) remains veiled, the poem calls the heart to rise in holy awe, rejoicing in this eternal truth: from humble origins we are exalted, crowned as royal heirs where grace abounds forever.

1 John 3:1–2 (KJV)
Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not. Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is.

Behold! what manner of love divine
The Father hath lavished, boundless, free,
Upon our souls in mercy’s grand design—
That sons and daughters of God we should be!
And such we are—O mystery profound!
Adopted heirs to heaven’s royal throne,
No fleeting title, no uncertain sound,
But truth eternal, written, ever known.

Yet mark the world, in blindness wrapped and cold,
Knows us not, for it knew Him not of old;
Its darkened eyes cannot perceive the light
That shines in sons and daughters born of grace.
Beloved, we stand as royal children here,
On earth already claimed by heaven’s call—
Though what we yet shall be lies veiled from sight,
A glory hid within the sacred thrall.

But this we know with certainty most sure:
When He appears in splendor ever bright,
We shall be like Him, pure as heaven’s fire,
For face to face we’ll see our Lord in light.
Transformed, transfigured in that final dawn,
His likeness ours, His beauty ours to wear—
O rapturous hope! The veil shall soon be drawn,
And love’s full triumph crown us children there.

Rise, heart, and soar on wings of holy awe—
What love! What Father! What eternal call!
From dust exalted—sons and daughters crowned
As royal heirs on earth, where grace abounds!

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All Glory, Laud, and Hallelujah to the Lamb Enthroned on High by Debbie Harris

25 Sunday Jan 2026

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Verse 1
O Lord our God, enthroned on high,
Thy glory fills the earth and sky;
In majesty and boundless might,
We lift our hearts to Thee in light.

Refrain
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Hallelujah, praise His name!
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Evermore Thy praise proclaim!

Verse 2
Thy mercy flows like morning dew,
Thy faithfulness forever true;
In every trial, Thou art near,
Our refuge strong, dispelling fear.

Refrain
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Hallelujah, praise His name!
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Evermore Thy praise proclaim!

Verse 3
The heavens sing Thy wondrous deeds,
The mountains bow before Thy creeds;
From age to age Thy truth shall stand,
Upholding all by Thy command.

Refrain
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Hallelujah, praise His name!
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Evermore Thy praise proclaim!

Verse 4
Redeemed by blood, we stand forgiven,
Bought with the price Thy Son hath given;
Now risen life in us doth reign,
Through Christ we conquer death and pain.

Refrain
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Hallelujah, praise His name!
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Evermore Thy praise proclaim!

Verse 5
Thy Spirit moves with holy fire,
Our souls ascend on wings desire;
In unity Thy church we see,
One body joined eternally.

Refrain
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Hallelujah, praise His name!
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Evermore Thy praise proclaim!

Verse 6
When time shall end and kingdoms fall,
Thy throne alone shall rule o’er all;
We’ll cast our crowns before Thy feet,
And sing Thy praise in joy complete.

Refrain
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Hallelujah, praise His name!
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Evermore Thy praise proclaim!

Final Refrain (extended – sing boldly, perhaps with building volume)
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!
Praise the Lord, all earth adore Him!
Hallelujah, forevermore!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Amen!

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Under the Shadow of His Wings They Rise: The Heart’s Exquisite, Fragrant Response to Everlasting Love Of Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

18 Sunday Jan 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Bible Centered Poetry, Christ-centered poetry, Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Jesus Christ, King of Kings, Praise

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When boundless love descends like morning dew
Upon the parched and thirsty soul below,
The wanderer lifts his eyes, his spirit new,
And bids the ancient gates of praise to glow.

As rivers clap their hands and mountains sing,
So hearts in wonder rise to bless His name;
They enter courts with thanksgiving’s offering,
And fill His house with songs of righteousness.

No cold command compels, but grace ignites—
They love because He first loved them in might;
With all the heart, the soul, the mind’s pure lights,
They walk in paths of sweet obedience’s delight.

In shadow of His wings they refuge find,
And pour out fragrance like the rose entwined.

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O Boundless Mercy, Matchless Worth: A Hymn of Redemption’s Embrace by Debbie Harris

09 Tuesday Dec 2025

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The poem traces the breathtaking journey of a soul under the gaze of a holy God.It begins with unflinching honesty: Jesus Christ sees everything, every hidden sin, every hypocritical prayer, every tear we refused to cry, and the spiritual death we carried while pretending to live.Yet the moment a person truly repents (when pride finally breaks, when the heart turns back with nothing to offer but its own ruin), everything changes. Mercy pours like an ocean without shores, grace covers completely, and divine love stoops from heaven to embrace the unworthy. The Judge Himself becomes the sacrifice, paying the price on Calvary.No earthly treasure or human achievement can compare to this gift: to be completely known in all our shame, yet completely loved, forgiven, cleansed, and (astonishingly) crowned with heavenly honor.In short, the poem celebrates the heart of the gospel: God’s boundless mercy and matchless grace transform the most broken sinner into a beloved, glorified child welcomed home forever.

Our Savior sees the hidden stain,
The secret sin, the silent shame;
Each thought that shuns the light of day,
Each wandering step that went astray.

He knows the heart that feigned to pray,
The lips that lied, the hands that strayed;
He marks the tears we never shed,
The living death where hope has fled.

Yet when the broken spirit turns,
When pride dissolves and sorrow burns,
When empty hands at last confess
Their ruin and unrighteousness—

Then mercy, like a boundless sea,
Flows from the throne of Calvary;
Then grace, unmeasured and unstinted,
Covers the soul once foul and tainted.

Love bends the heavens, comes down low,
To kiss the brow once bent with woe;
The Judge becomes the Ransom price,
And God Himself is sacrifice.

No gift beneath the stars above,
No treasure born of human love,
Can match this wonder, pure and free—
Redeeming grace on Calvary’s tree.

O boundless mercy, matchless worth!
The greatest gift on sinful earth:
To be fully known, yet fully loved,
Forgiven, cleansed, and crowned in heaven above.

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May Our Lives Be a Song of Praise and Thanksgiving to Thee, O Lord of Majestic, Hope-Filled Victory by Debbie Harris

24 Monday Nov 2025

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The poem is a single, sustained prayer that our entire lives might become a living act of worship: rising like sweet incense (Psalm 141:2) to the majestic God who has triumphed over sin, sorrow, and death through the cross and resurrection of Jesus.

It celebrates the transformative power of the gospel:

  • Darkness is outrun by mercy.
  • Brokenness and scars are turned into songs of glory.
  • Ordinary days, tears, work, and weakness are all redeemed and filled with resurrection light.
  • Every moment (from Monday labor to the return of spring) pulses with hallelujah because the war is already won.

The poem offers back to God the small, honest gifts of real human lives (the worker’s hands, the child’s trust, the widow’s mite, the prodigal’s return) and asks that He receive them as fragrant worship. It ends with a triumphant amen: because we serve the Slain and Risen Lamb, even our little lives are swept up into one endless, hope-filled song of praise and thanksgiving.

In short:
Because of who Christ is and what He has done, every breath we take can be worship, every day can be victory, and every heart can keep singing forever.

May our lives rise like incense, sweet and slow,
a steady hymn through night’s unyielding deep,
each breath a note, each heartbeat set aglow
by mercy that outruns the dark and keeps
its promise in the breaking of the bread,
its victory in the place where sorrow bled.

Oh Lord, majestic, clothed in living light,
Thy name a banner over every fear;
the grave is hollow now, the stone is bright
with morning no shadow can draw near.
We carry resurrection in our veins,
and every scar sings glory through its pains.

Let laughter spill like wine at harvest feast,
let weeping turn to dancing in Thy sight;
our fragile days, once borrowed from the beast
of death, now blaze with heaven’s borrowed might.
Because of who we serve—the Slain, the Risen—
our little lives become a wide horizon.

So take these trembling offerings, small and true:
the work-worn hand, the child’s unbroken trust,
the widow’s mite, the prodigal’s “I’m through
with running”—all laid bare before the Just
and Gentle One who calls the broken blest
and sets a table in the wilderness.

May every ordinary moment ring
with hallelujahs only grace can start;
may Monday’s labor and December’s spring
both thrum beneath Thy mercy like a heart
that knows its ransom paid, its war already won—
and sings, forever sings, because of Thee, the Son.

Amen. And amen again.
Our lives: one endless song of praise and thanksgiving.

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"I do not write these things to make you ashamed, but to admonish you as my beloved children" 1 Corinthians 4:14 Copyright © Kayla Rivers All Rights Reserved

Making Joy a Habit

My Journey for Joy through Christ-Centered Living

Gail Johnson

Sharing the hope I found in the center of His wheel

Rooted in Christ

Becoming deeply Rooted in Christ by digging into His word.

www.connectionpoints.us/

adaughtersgiftoflove

Encouraging and Empowering Women In Christ

Lines of Lazarus

"God is my Help"

l i g h t room

Word(s) . Light . Life

Take your Cross now.

John 3:16 for ME.

Together Sisters

~walking each other home~

Life in a blog

All there is ever, is the now

He Spoke To My Heart

A Collection of Inspirational Thoughts by Jeannine Larcom

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