Veil Of Earth, Throne Of Sky by Debbie Harris
21 Friday Feb 2025
21 Friday Feb 2025
21 Friday Feb 2025
Amid the void where tempests reign supreme,
A sovereign blaze ignites the celestial stream,
A regal light, unconquered, vast, and grand,
Proclaiming glory o’er the trembling land.
The heavens bow, their starry thrones ablaze,
As His resplendent beams transcend all days,
A torrent fierce of molten gold unfurls,
Crowning the firmament, outshining pearls.
O’er peaks that pierce the vaulted sky’s expanse,
His luminous decree in splendor dance,
A scepter’s glow through realms unbound by time,
An anthem carved in everlasting chime.
Through shattered wastes where mortal hopes decay,
His radiant will ascends in bold array,
A monarch’s dawn, majestic, pure, and free,
The ceaseless Light enthroned eternally.
21 Friday Feb 2025

Beneath the sky of endless grace,
A Shepherd walks in quiet pace,
His hands, so gentle, worn yet strong,
Guide wandering sheep where they belong.
Through fields of green, by waters still,
He leads with love, through vale and hill,
A lamb so frail, He lifts with care,
And shields it from the chilly air.
His voice, a whisper, soft and sweet,
Calms every heart, each trembling bleat,
In tender arms, He holds them near,
A balm for doubt, a cure for fear.
When shadows fall and wolves draw close,
He stands as guard, their fierce repose,
His staff a comfort, steady, true,
His flock renewed by morning dew.
Oh, Shepherd kind, with eyes so deep,
You seek the lost, the lone, the weak,
In every clasp, a promise sown,
That none You love will walk alone.
21 Friday Feb 2025
Eternal Three in One, Thy boundless grace
Doth weave the world in harmony divine,
The Father’s might sets stars in endless space,
His sovereign will through all creation shines.
The Son, incarnate Word, redemption’s light,
With love unyielding bore the sinner’s cost,
His blood and triumph rend the veil of night,
Restoring souls once shattered, bound, and lost.
The Spirit, breath of life, in whispers flows,
To guide, convict, and sanctify the heart,
A fire that in the humble spirit grows,
Bestowing gifts no mortal can impart.
O Triune God, Thy excellence we sing,
One essence, three in glory, reigning King.
21 Friday Feb 2025
May we rest in the might of our Triune God so grand,
Held by the Father’s eternal, steadfast hand,
Saved by the Son’s love, a redeeming stream,
Filled with the Spirit’s grace, a holy beam.
20 Thursday Feb 2025
Upon the cross, where crimson mercy flowed,
A Savior bore the weight of human sin,
His sacrifice, the grace that God bestowed,
Restored the path where lost souls might begin.
No works of ours could cleanse the stain within,
For law alone reveals our deep despair,
Yet through His blood, the victory we win,
A righteousness divine beyond compare.
The Father’s wrath, once kindled by our fall,
Was quenched by Christ, the Lamb of spotless name,
His death a bridge to reconcile us all,
His rising life our pardon to proclaim.
Through faith in Him, we stand justified,
In love eternal, ever sanctified.
20 Thursday Feb 2025
The lens of falsehood bends the light astray,
A pictured lie, with cunning art devised,
Accuses innocence in bold display,
And stains the soul where truth once calmly thrived.
With shadows warped, the image whispers guilt,
A silent tongue that speaks through crafted frame,
Each pixel forged, a dagger’s cruelest hilt,
To pierce the heart and tarnish honest name.
Oh, heinous sin, to wield such treacherous sight,
To cloak deceit in colors soft and fair,
The mind believes what eyes proclaim as right,
Yet justice weeps beneath the falsehood’s glare.
Let truth unveil the mask that lies impose,
And heal the wounds where false accusal grows.
20 Thursday Feb 2025
The spark of life, a fragile, tender flame,
Within the womb, a silent soul takes flight,
A beating heart, too small to stake its claim,
Yet bears a right to see the morning light.
What hand dares quench this gift with darkened art,
A Satanic rite, defying heaven’s will?
In shadow cast, it tears the soul apart,
And bends to evil’s cold, unyielding thrill.
Each breath denied, a story left untold,
A laugh, a tear, a dream that might have been—
The scales of justice falter, uncontrolled,
When innocence is offered up to sin.
Oh, let us guard the helpless, undefiled,
And cherish every mother, every child.
20 Thursday Feb 2025
A star once pierced the shroud of endless night,
Its beams a crown for Him, the King of Kings,
Through Bethlehem’s still dust, a holy light,
The Lord of Lords with healing in His wings.
His voice commands the tempests to subside,
A scepter forged in mercy, not in steel,
His eyes like lanterns blaze where shadows hide,
A shepherd’s call to mend what sin would steal.
The cross, a throne of splintered, scarlet grace,
Uplifts the Lamb where heaven’s gates unfurl,
His blood, a river washing time and space,
Illumes the dark with love to save the world.
Eternal dawn, His reign shall never cease,
Christ, Light of Life, our everlasting peace.
20 Thursday Feb 2025
The heart, a lantern soft with golden glow,
Extends its beams to cradle others’ pain,
A river weeps where thorny brambles grow,
Its waters stained with crimson drops like rain.
Yet in this flood, a shadow coils and creeps,
A serpent born of kindness stretched too thin,
Through misty vales where burdened silence weeps,
The soul’s bright flame turns ashen, cold within.
A mother kneels, her arms a fragile nest,
Embracing shards of glass from strangers’ woe,
Her blood runs quiet, unseen, unconfessed,
While stars above in judgment coldly glow.
When empathy devours the self, we find
A sin in love—a noose of gentle kind.
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