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The Devil Does Not Fear a Mighty Cathedral Filled with Multitudes; He Trembles Before a Humble Church on Its Knees in Prayer, Where Two or Three Are Gathered in the Name of Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Mar 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Jesus Christ, King of Kings, Prayer, Royally Redeemed, salvation, Spiritual Warfare

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No towers grand nor throngs that fill the nave
Strike terror in the dark prince’s breast;
He mocks the pomp of marble, gold, and stave,
Where multitudes in idle worship rest.

The bells may ring, the organs thunder loud,
The crowds may surge like rivers to the door;
Yet Satan smiles amid the pious crowd,
For empty hearts leave heaven’s gate ajar.

But lo! when humble souls in secret meet,
Two or three gathered in the Savior’s name,
Their whispered prayers ascend on wingèd feet,
And Jesus comes—His presence kindles flame.

Then trembles hell; the ancient serpent flees,
His kingdom quakes before such quiet might.
No sword of man, no host in panoplies,
Can match the power of contrite souls in light.

A single candle lit by faith sincere
Outshines the blaze of ten thousand torches bright;
In lowly prayer the victory draws near,
And darkness yields unto the Lord’s true light.

O devil, fear the closet, fear the knee,
Fear hearts united, bowed in Jesus’ name;
For where His Spirit dwells in unity,
Thy reign is broken—evermore the same.

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The Triumphant Cry of the Ransomed: Forever Perfect by One Sacrifice by Debbie Harris

12 Thursday Mar 2026

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Hebrews 10:14 (KJV)
For by one offering he hath perfected for ever them that are sanctified.

In dawn’s unquenchable aurora, blazing wide,
Where ancient glooms dissolve in floods of tide,
One Offering—supreme, resplendent, whole—
Hath perfected forever every ransomed soul.

No more the crimson streams on altars spent,
No shadowed hands in trembling sacrament;
But Christ the Victor, robed in living flame,
Illumines His own with His transcendent name.

Forever perfect—O triumphant cry!
Though grace still works its slow, refining fire,
And pilgrim souls are daily lifted higher,
Yet stands the verdict: spotless, justified!

In righteousness ablaze they stand arrayed,
With choral throngs where sapphire glories cascade.
The single stroke that rent the veil in twain
Unloosed pure cataracts of rapturous refrain:

“Hosanna! Worthy is the Lamb once slain!
By one oblation endless light we gain!”
Rejoice, ye saints, in ceaseless, diamond glee—
His offering hath crowned eternity!

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The Faithful Covering: From Pitch-Sealed Arks to the Blood-Sealed Soul by Debbie Harris

20 Friday Feb 2026

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We are not left to hold ourselves together by willpower, discipline, or personal stability. Through Christ’s finished work on the cross, God actively sustains us—inside and out—amid life’s storms, overwhelming seasons, emotional waves, or faith-stretching trials. We are not barely afloat; we are covered, cherished, and held in His unfailing grace.

In ancient days when judgment fell like rain,
A righteous man received the Lord’s command:
“Build thee an ark of gopher, strong and plain,
And pitch it round with bitumen’s dark hand.”
Inside and out the thick black seal was laid,
No drop could breach what God Himself designed;
Through forty nights the deluge roared and swayed,
Yet safety held where grace and pitch combined.

Then came a mother, heart in anguish torn,
Who wove a fragile boat of reed and slime,
And daubed it well with pitch from dusk till morn,
To guard her child from Pharaoh’s cruel crime.
Upon the Nile the little ark was set,
A basket borne through waters wild and deep;
The covering kept the infant safe from threat,
Till Pharaoh’s daughter drew him from his sleep.

Two vessels small, yet echoing one theme:
Not wood’s own strength, nor builder’s skill prevailed,
But God’s provided coat, a faithful dream,
That turned destruction back and life entailed.
The ark through flood, the basket through the stream—
Both sealed by pitch, both shadowed forth the Son,
Whose blood, once shed, redeems us from the dream
Of self-held strength; in Him our all is won.

No longer do we clutch at trembling frame,
Nor fear the rising tide will sweep us under;
In Christ all things cohere, He bears our name,
His finished work our souls in mercy sunder
From wrath’s dark flood. Though waves may crash and roar,
And seasons press with weight we scarce can bear,
The covering holds—eternal, evermore—
For He who pitched the ark is present there.

So breathe, dear soul, when storms assail your peace;
You are not left to drift or fall apart.
The same sure hand that brought deliverance
Now holds you fast within His steadfast heart.
In Christ you stand, not barely kept afloat,
But covered, cherished, whole—forever His.
The pitch of old, the cross of love, the note
Of grace resounding: You are held in bliss.

Closing Prayer

Faithful God,
You who sealed the ark against the flood
and coated the basket on the Nile with Your protecting hand,
thank You for the greater covering we now have in Christ.

His blood, poured out once for all, has sealed us inside and out—
not by our strength, but by Your unfailing grace.
When the waters rise and our hearts tremble,
hold us together in Him.
Let us rest, not in our own frail vessels,
but in the finished work of Your Son.

Breathe Your peace over us today.
Remind us: we are not barely afloat;
we are covered, cherished, and held forever in Your steadfast love.

In the name of Jesus, our true Ark and Covering,
Amen.

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Paul’s Command Amid Iron’s Bite: In Every Thing by Prayer and Earnest Plea, with Thanksgiving Anchored to the Cross by Debbie Harris

16 Monday Feb 2026

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The poem is a poetic meditation on Philippians 4:6-7 (KJV), written from the perspective of the Apostle Paul imprisoned in Rome. Amid physical suffering—symbolized by “Roman chains” and the “iron’s bite”—Paul urges believers not to be anxious about anything (“Be careful for nothing”). Instead, in every circumstance, even the most painful or uncertain, they should bring their requests to God through sincere prayer and urgent supplication, always mixed with thanksgiving rooted in Christ’s victory on the cross and resurrection.The poem contrasts real human struggles (storms, veiled futures, lonely tears, despair) with the transformative act of surrender: laying bare one’s needs, wounds, and fears before God. In response, God grants a profound peace—one that “passeth all understanding”—which acts as a vigilant sentinel or soldier, actively guarding the heart and mind through Christ Jesus, even in the darkest nights.In essence, the poem portrays a journey from anxiety and hardship to liberated joy and inner protection: trials remain, but they lose their power to dominate when met with honest prayer, grateful remembrance of the empty grave, and trust in God’s surpassing peace.It’s a deeply encouraging reminder that divine calm isn’t dependent on easy circumstances—it’s a supernatural guard available right in the midst of chains.

Philippians 4:6–7 (KJV)

Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

In Roman chains, where shadows darkly fall,
Paul writes of joy amid the iron’s bite;
No sunny shore, no ease to ease the thrall,
Yet bids the heart release its anxious night.

Be careful for nothing, though the storm may rage,
Though future veils its face in threat and fear;
The trouble stands, yet need not hold the stage—
‘Tis not the trial, but the lonely tear.

In every thing, by prayer and earnest plea,
With thanks that anchor to the cross’s tree,
Lay bare your wants, your wounds, your frailty—
Surrender all; let God the burden see.

No vague entreaty, no half-hearted call,
But supplication sharp with real despair;
Then thanksgiving, though pain would claim it all,
Recalls the grave that could not hold its Heir.

And lo, a peace beyond all mortal ken
Shall keep the heart, the mind, with soldier’s might—
A sentinel that bars the gate to when
Despair would storm the soul in dead of night.

Not circumstance transformed, nor chains undone,
But inner keep held fast in Christ the Son;
The diagnosis lingers, storm undone—
Yet you are guarded; fear’s wild reign is won.

So bring your worry, trembling, to His throne;
Exchange the weight for peace that will not break.
In Christ you stand, not by your strength alone—
The peace of God your heart and mind shall wake.

Though prison walls or trials press severe,
This truth endures from one who knew the rod:
You do not carry sorrow lone and drear—
The guarding peace is yours, in Christ your God.

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O Lord of Hosts, Hear the Cry from the Valley of Ashes: A Sonnet in Solemn Remembrance of the Six Million Martyrs of the Holocaust Whose Blood Cries Out from the Earth by Debbie Harris

26 Monday Jan 2026

Posted by Debbie Harris in Christ Centered Devotionals, Christian Poetry, Persecution, Prayer

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Written for Holocaust Remembrance Day

They came at dawn with lists and loaded trains,
the air still sweet with spring, the children small,
their laughter silenced by the iron chains
that bound them to the cattle cars’ grim call.

Six million names erased in smoke and flame,
mothers clutching infants, fathers torn apart,
the learned, the simple, all reduced to same
ash drifting over fields that once held heart.

O Lord of mercy, hear the buried cry
that rises still from pits and unmarked stone—
not vengeance, but the truth that will not die,
the witness borne through generations known.

We stand as one before their scattered dust:
Never again. In memory we trust.

May their light endure, and may we carry it forward.

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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

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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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Through Prayer, May We Bring All To Bethesda’s Hidden Depth by Debbie Harris

29 Saturday Nov 2025

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By Bethesda’s pool where waters softly gleam,
The sick and sorrowful in shadows make their plea,
Through prayer’s bright causeway flows heaven’s living stream,
A bridge of faith where broken spirits find their key.

Intercession rises like the morning’s flame,
Lifts every burden—flesh and soul and mind,
Through colonnades where angels whisper God’s great name,
To mercy’s tide where healing waits for all mankind.

Yet mystery dwells within the Sovereign’s heart,
Not every prayer meets human hope’s design,
Some answers come as grace when healing parts,
“No” proves wiser than our brightest sign.

Thus faith takes root where human wisdom ends,
Through prayer’s sure path, God’s perfect will transcends.

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Prayer, the Golden Chain Binding the Royally Redeemed to the Throne of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords by Debbie Harris

27 Thursday Nov 2025

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Inspired by George Herbert’s poem on prayer.

Prayer, the Golden Chain Binding the Royally Redeemed
to the Throne of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords

Prayer, the Church’s hidden flame,
A spark from heaven’s boundless forge,
The soul’s soft plea, the heart’s calm balm,
A wing that lifts where tempests gorge.

The merchant’s gain through tides that roar,
The pilgrim’s staff on paths untrod,
The lover’s sigh at midnight’s door,
The watchman’s call beneath the sod.

Prayer, the Golden Chain Binding the Royally Redeemed
to the Throne of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords

Prayer, the Church’s hidden flame,
A spark from heaven’s boundless forge,
The soul’s soft plea, the heart’s calm balm,
A wing that lifts where tempests gorge.

The merchant’s gain through tides that roar,
The pilgrim’s staff on paths untrod,
The lover’s sigh at midnight’s door,
The watchman’s call beneath the sod.

A golden chain that binds the royally redeemed
To thrones where heaven’s chorus rings,
Where seraphim their worship bring,
A silent stream, a gracious trust,
The key that opes the eternal spring.

The widow’s mite, the orphan’s cry,
The broken reed that still can sound,
A bridge o’er chasms none deny,
A circle where lost joys are found.

The soldier’s shield in battle’s din,
The sailor’s star through storms that rend,
The poet’s muse, the seraph’s hymn,
The Alpha and the world’s great End.

Earth’s voice rising like the flood,
The seal of saints, the martyrs’ crown,
The heart where God Himself will bide,
Prayer—God’s breath and crown.

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Jesus Christ, Our Healer: Prayer For Wounded Guardsmen And America by Debbie Harris

27 Thursday Nov 2025

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Prayer for Wounded Guardsmen and America

A heartfelt prayer mourning fallen guardsmen, confessing national sin, and pleading for healing, justice, and revival through Jesus Christ alone.

2 Chronicles 7:14 (KJV)
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.

Psalm 33:12 (ESV)
Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord, the people whom he has chosen as his heritage!

John 14:6 (NKJV)
Jesus said to him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.”

Isaiah 53:5 (NIV)
But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.

Amos 5:24 (ESV)
But let justice roll down like waters, and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream.

2 Corinthians 5:20 (NLT)
So we are Christ’s ambassadors; God is making his appeal through us. We speak for Christ when we plead, “Come back to God!”

Psalm 34:18 (ESV)
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

Ephesians 4:3 (ESV)
Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace.

Habakkuk 3:2 (NIV)
Lord, I have heard of your fame; I stand in awe of your deeds, Lord. Renew them in our day, in our time make them known; in wrath remember mercy.

Proverbs 29:2 (ESV)
When the righteous thrive, the people rejoice; when the wicked rule, the people groan.

In the shadow of sorrow, where bullets have torn,
Two guardsmen have fallen, their sacrifice worn.
Their blood cries for justice, their lives for our peace,
O Lord, in Your mercy, let healing increase.

A nation divided, with wounds ever deep,
Hate festers in silence, its harvest we reap.
From cities to heartland, the cries rise as one,
“Heal us, O Father, through Your only Son.”

For only in Jesus can true peace be found,
His cross bore our hatred, His grace does abound.
He calmed raging tempests, He healed broken men,
He calls us to wholeness, again and again.

In the shadow of sorrow, where bullets have torn,
Two guardsmen have fallen, their sacrifice worn.
Their blood cries for justice, their lives for our peace,
O Lord, in Your mercy, let healing increase.

A nation divided, with wounds ever deep,
Hate festers in silence, its harvest we reap.
From cities to heartland, the cries rise as one,
“Heal us, O Father, through Your only Son.”

For only in Jesus can true peace be found,
His cross bore our hatred, His grace does abound.
He calmed raging tempests, He healed broken men,
He calls us to wholeness, again and again.

O Christ, Prince of Peace, we repent of our ways,
The pride and division that mark all our days.
Forgive our transgressions, our selfishness shown,
Restore what is broken, make righteousness known.

Send forth Your Spirit like dew on the ground,
Revive weary hearts where Your truth can be found.
Let churches awaken, let neighbors unite,
Let love overcome every shadow of night.

For the guardsmen who served, for their families who mourn,
We lift up our voices, Your comfort we seek.
Wrap them in peace that the world cannot give,
In Your resurrection, let new life begin.

Heal our dear nation, O Lord, we implore,
Through Jesus Christ’s power, forevermore.
Let justice flow downward like waters that pour,
And righteousness spring up from each heart to its core.

We stand on Your promise, Your Word never fails,
“If My people humble themselves and they pray…”
We seek Your face now, turn from wicked ways,
Heal our land, Lord, for all of our days.

In Jesus’ mighty and precious name, we pray,
Amen and amen, lead us in Your way.

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Every Prayer A Sacred Poem To The Divine Ear by Debbie Harris

23 Sunday Nov 2025

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Every prayer is a sacred poem to God,
Though penned in haste on trembling air,
In fragments torn from flesh and blood,
Yet flawless in the sight of prayer.

The miser’s coin that clinks too late,
The harlot’s tear upon the floor,
The thief’s last breath beneath the weight
Of nail and spear and open door.

The scholar’s doubt that kneels at length,
The leper’s groan outside the gate,
The proud man’s silence, stripped of strength,
All enter heaven’s mercy-seat.

No line is lost, no sigh too small;
The stammered word, the wordless dread,
The broken meter of our fall
Becomes the psalm that angels read.

For He who spoke the worlds in rhyme
Delights in every ragged scroll;
He gathers every trembling line
And binds them in His heart made whole.

Therefore let fall the heart’s crude art,
Unpolished, bleeding, unafraid:
Whether the answer granted be “Yes” or a tender “No,”
Every prayer ascends as a sacred poem to the Throne of God,
For all is done in love, and the best is only given
To the child of God—no matter if the answer is yes or no.

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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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