Velvet Paths and Velvet Crosses: When Easy Faith Replaces the Narrow Way of Scripture by Debbie Harris

06 Monday Apr 2026

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In pews of plush, where lights are soft and low,
A faith is preached that costs the soul but naught;
No narrow gate, no thorns that pierce and grow,
But velvet paths where worldly ease is sought.

“Come as you are,” the gentle voices sing,
And stay as is—no change the heart requires;
Forgiveness flows like wine from every spring,
While lust and greed wear Sunday-best attires.

The cross is hung as ornament so fine,
A symbol quaint for walls of marble white;
Yet few will take it up and make it mine,
To die to self beneath its heavy might.

For lust of eyes and flesh the sermons mute,
Or whisper soft that grace will cover all;
No call to flee the flame, no stern rebuke,
Just “God loves you” that lets the old man brawl.

The rich man sleeps in purple robes of pride,
The widow’s mite is praised but never matched;
They love the world and all its glittering tide,
While claiming Christ—yet never truly latched.

True faith, as Scripture’s blazing pages show,
Demands the whole: the heart, the mind, the will;
To hate one’s life, to let the old self go,
And follow Him up Calvary’s rugged hill.

No comfortable couch for pilgrim feet—
The road is rough, the battle fierce and long;
Yet there, in loss, the soul at last shall meet
The joy that only costly grace makes strong.

Awake, O sleeper! Cast the drowsy spell,
Renounce the lie that heaven bends to earth;
Take up your cross, and in its shadow dwell—
Rise, take the cross—let cheap faith fade and weep.

The Rotten Fruits of Satanic Deception: Immorality, Rebellion, Violence, and Perversions Versus the Christ-Centered Fruit of the Spirit – Know the Difference, for the Enemy Comes as an Angel of Light to Deceive Many and Send Souls to Hell by Debbie Harris

06 Monday Apr 2026

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Galatians 5:22-23
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law.

2 Corinthians 11:14
And no wonder, for Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light.

In gardens deep where shadows play,
Two trees arise at break of day.
One whispers sweet with stolen light,
The other stands in truth’s pure height.

The first bears fruit of Satan’s art—
Deception cloaked in angel’s heart.
Rotten at core, though fair to see:
Immorality in finery,
Rebellion’s pride that scorns the throne,
Violence that breaks the meekest bone,
Perversions twisted, dark and vile,
That lure the soul with honeyed guile.
“Freedom!” it cries, yet binds in chains;
“Light!” it beams, but endless pains.
The angel of light, with lying tongue,
Deceives the many—old and young—
Leads wanderers down the wide, smooth road,
To flames eternal, heavy load.
Its harvest rots before the eyes,
Breeds hatred, chaos, hollow cries.

But lo! The Tree of Calvary’s grace,
Rooted in Christ, in holy place.
Its branches heavy, ripe, and true,
Bear Spirit’s fruit for me and you:
Love that forgives and heals the deep,
Joy that sings though trials steep,
Peace that guards the troubled mind,
Patience in storms, serene and kind.
Kindness that serves without a score,
Goodness that shines forevermore,
Faithfulness that holds the line,
Gentleness like Master’s vine,
Self-control that tames the wild—
These fruits make pure the Father’s child.

Oh, know the difference, soul awake!
Test every spirit for heaven’s sake.
The enemy’s mask is bright and bold,
But leads to death in chains of gold.
The Christ’s own fruit brings life and light,
Transforms the dark to morning bright.
Choose well the tree your hands will tend—
Eternal harvest without end.

Discern the roots by what they yield:
Rotten ruin or Spirit-filled.
For many walk the deceiver’s path,
Yet narrow way escapes the wrath.
Abide in Him, the True Vine strong,
And bear good fruit where you belong.

Keep Rising, Keep Proclaiming: We Stand in Victory Forever Held in His Hands by Debbie Harris

22 Sunday Mar 2026

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Rise, O royal one, blood-bought and scarred,
Authentic, born again—though the night is hard.
The battle is not gentle.
It claws. It burns. It blinds.
Arrows whistle, accusations scream,
Wounds reopen in the oldest dream.

Yet still—
We stand in victory!
You stand in victory!

The war was won when mercy bled,
When Love hung dying and rose instead.
The serpent’s head is crushed beneath His feet—
What rages now is rage in defeat.

The fight is brutal, the night is long,
Tears carve rivers where hope feels wrong.
Conscience condemns, the heart grows faint,
But God is greater—His truth won’t taint.

No condemnation can rewrite the score,
The cross has spoken forevermore.
We walk in Spirit, though flesh still fights,
Carrying scars that prove the Light.

Rise anyway.
Proclaim through grit and groan:

We stand in victory!
You stand in victory!

Not because the battle ever eased its hand,
But because the Conqueror already planned—
Every tear recorded, every blow repaid,
Victory not imagined—victory made.

It is finished.
Even when hell howls loud.
Even when gentleness hides in the crowd.

Rise.
Proclaim.
Stand.
Unbroken.
Unshaken.

Keep rising.
Keep proclaiming.
Even on the days when your voice shakes,
the declaration doesn’t.

We stand in victory!
You stand in victory!

Forever sealed in His blood,
forever held in His hands.

Ode Against Every Work of Darkness: A Biblical Cry to Hate Evil, Expose the Darkness in Its Every Form—Lawlessness to Anti-Semitism, Greed to False Teaching—and Call Forth God’s Justice by Debbie Harris

21 Saturday Mar 2026

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Psalm 97:10 — Ye that love the LORD, hate evil: he preserveth the souls of his saints; he delivereth them out of the hand of the wicked.
Proverbs 8:13 — The fear of the LORD is to hate evil: pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, and the froward mouth, do I hate.
Amos 5:15 — Hate the evil, and love the good, and establish judgment in the gate: it may be that the LORD God of hosts will be gracious unto the remnant of Joseph.
Romans 12:9 — Let love be without dissimulation. Abhor that which is evil; cleave to that which is good.

O ye who love the Lord with burning zeal,
Arise! The summons rings through shadowed hours;
The ancient serpent twists in barren wastes,
His poison seeps, his realm of thorns devours.

In Iran’s iron seat, where fear holds court,
Tyrants grind the humble under heel,
Mock the heavens with arrogant decree,
And loose their fury on the wound they deal.

Yet God hath sworn in covenant of fire:
The proud shall fall, the wicked find no rest;
His patient arm, though long restrained, shall rise,
To break the oppressor, lay the proud to dust.

Behold their fortresses in ruin cast,
Their captains silenced by the avenging stroke;
The vital waters tremble at His tread,
As justice marches, clad in righteous smoke.

Against all evil in its lawless stride,
Injustice reigning, immorality’s flood,
Base anger unchecked, false accusations multiplied,
Envy and greed that thirst for others’ blood;

Lust’s burning chain and love of power and gold,
Blasphemy that mocks the Name most high,
The rising tide of Satanism bold,
And doctrines dark that demons multiply;

We war against the prosperous false gospel’s lie,
That feeds on love of money’s cursed root,
Lukewarmness choking churches till they die,
And hearts grown cold to Scripture’s living truth.
Show no mercy to anti-Semitism’s stain,
That turns against the seed that God did bless—
We stand as one ‘gainst every form of shame,
And call the darkness into righteousness.

Then lift the ensign high, of truth and grace,
Of mercy joined to unrelenting might;
Though strife endure through many weary days,
The dawn will come, and darkness take its flight.

Rise up, O faithful, girded in His strength!
Confront the lie, proclaim the living Word;
Till every knee within that darkened land
Shall bow before the risen, sovereign Lord.

The Lord reigns; let the earth be glad with fear;
He guards His own, and scatters every foe.
His justice flows as rivers ever clear—
Glory to the Lamb, forevermore. Amen.

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

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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.

The Spirit Thunders: Do Not Bow From Obscure Winepress to the Front Lines of Holy Confrontation and Divine Deliverance by Debbie Harris

04 Wednesday Mar 2026

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A prophetic poem calling modern believers to uncompromising faithfulness amid widespread compromise. Drawing from Gideon’s hidden calling in the winepress to tear down Baal’s altar and the three Hebrews’ refusal to bow to Nebuchadnezzar’s golden image, it urges a remnant “Gideon host” to reject subtle pressures—pragmatism, popularity, false unity—and stand unbowed. Though isolated and threatened by a roaring furnace of opposition, the faithful are promised the presence of the “Fourth Man” (Christ) in the flames, divine deliverance, and the charge to confront idols, restore holy worship, and reclaim God’s name.

In twilight vales where Midian shadows creep,
A man of threshing-floor and secret keep
Beats wheat in gloom, where vintage presses lie,
Lest raiders seize the fruit beneath the sky.
No trumpet calls him yet, no host arrays;
Heaven marks him silent in his lowly days.
Then voice of flame: “Go, tear the altar down
Thy father built to Baal upon the town.
Uproot the grove where compromise has grown,
And let the sacred fire be kindled known.”

So rises now a hidden, Gideon host—
Not crowned with pomp, nor mustered for the boast,
But called from winepress, cave, and quiet room,
To face the principalities of doom.
They bear no sword at first, but oil divine
That drips from consecrated head and spine.
The old order trembles when they speak;
They name the tolerated sin as weak,
The negotiated peace as coward’s chain,
And bid the idols fall in thunder’s reign.

Yet pressure comes—not sword, but subtle plea:
“Bend but a little; wiser men agree.
The furnace glows, the image gleams with gold—
Bow once, and live; be prudent, not so bold.”
They whisper, “Rebellion!” to the pure;
“Immaturity!” to hearts that will endure.
“Divisive!” cry the builders of the shrine
Whose altars blend the holy with the swine.

But lo, the Spirit thunders through the soul:
DO. NOT. BOW. Let every knee stay whole.
Not to the fear that chills the midnight air,
Nor politics that coil in serpent’s snare,
Nor platforms raised on popularity’s sand,
Nor religious rods that strike with iron hand.
Not Baal’s high place, nor Nebuchadnezzar’s flame,
Nor any yoke that bears another’s name.

As once three Hebrews stood in Babylon’s plain,
Where music swelled and golden image reigned,
They heard the king: “Fall down, or feel the fire!”
Yet answered calm: “Our God is One, entire.
He is able to deliver from thy hand,
But though He slay us, still we take our stand.
We will not serve thy gods, nor bow the head
To molten lie, though furnace blaze be spread.”

The furnace roared, seven times its fury fed;
The binders fell, consumed where they had led.
But in the midst—O vision past all sight!—
A fourth walked free, the Son of Man in light.
No scorch upon their hair, no smell of smoke;
The chains of flame themselves in silence broke.

So stand, O remnant, marked by Heaven’s seal:
Though isolated, though the mockers jeer,
Though systems shake and ancient altars reel,
Though furnace threatens every path severe—
DO. NOT. BOW.
The fire you carry is not yours to dim;
It burns from God, and no formed weapon grim
Shall prosper while you hold the steadfast line.
Tear down, rebuild; let holy altars shine.

Light now the match in preaching, prayer, and praise;
Let worship blaze through all your mortal days.
The trumpet sounds, the Gideon host awakes—
Forward, unbowed, for Zion’s glory’s sake.
The fourth Man walks beside thee in the flame;
Refuse the knee—reclaim the sacred name.

Stand. Confront. Restore.
And do not bow.

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.

In Nomine Diaboli (In the Name of the Devil): The Hellish Satanic Horror and Blasphemy of Woke Ideology – A Litany of Demonic Inversion by Debbie Harris

19 Thursday Feb 2026

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Title: In Nomine Diaboli (In the Name of the Devil): The Hellish Satanic Horror and Blasphemy of Woke Ideology – A Litany of Demonic Inversion

Form & Tone: A classical-style rhymed poem (mostly iambic tetrameter/pentameter couplets/quatrains) written as a condemnatory “litany” or prophetic dirge. It uses biblical imagery, apocalyptic language, and sharp satire to portray modern “woke” ideology as a profound spiritual inversion—an ancient evil (Satanic/demonic) masquerading as compassion, justice, and love.

Core Thesis: Woke ideology represents the “Great Inversion”—where good is called evil, truth is punished, natural order is deemed oppressive, and mercy is twisted into cruelty. Its adherents unwittingly (or deliberately) reject Christ’s grace, recite a creed “in the name of the devil,” and embrace self-damnation, making their fate a tragic, freely chosen horror.

Key Themes & Imagery:

False gods & resentment: Worship of victimhood wounds over mercy.
Linguistic & reality assault: Outlawing simple truths like “he is he” or “she is she”; punishing declarative “is” statements as hate.
Medical & moral horror: Blessing surgical mutilation of youth as “care”; gaslighting children to suppress doubt.
Public spectacle: Marches demanding total submission; washing hands of consequences like Pilate.
Blasphemous parody: Inverting the Cross, tearing temple veils, crowning a pastel golden calf; toasting with a poisoned cup of gall and vinegar (echoing Christ’s crucifixion mockery).
Demonic undertone: The ancient Serpent smiles at humanity’s swift re-learning of calling darkness light; pity disguises oldest Evil.
Tragic climax: Their souls are so base even Hell recoils; ultimate damnation stems from spurning the loving Holy Savior.

Structure:

Builds through vivid stanzas depicting cultural/ideological practices.
Peaks in ritual mockery (raising the poisoned cup, saying creed in nomine Diaboli).
Ends with a mournful, judgmental close: a “psalm” of wrath disguised as love whose final verse reveals Hell’s reluctant welcome and the tragedy of rejected grace.

Overall Effect: A fierce, sorrowful warning—half lament, half indictment—that woke ideology is not mere politics or error, but a hellish, Satanic blasphemy with eternal stakes: a demonic inversion that leads souls to base damnation through deliberate rejection of divine love.

Beneath the moon of fractured glass they kneel,
Where once was mercy now resentment reigns;
They carve new gods from every wound they feel
And offer up the innocent to chains.

The rainbow banner, rent with prideful tears,
Becomes a noose for those who will not bow;
They shriek of justice while they feed on fears
And outlaw “he is he” or “she is she” somehow.

In lecture halls the air grows thick with hex,
Pronouns sharper than the guillotine’s blade;
The heretic who dares to answer “next?”
Is cancelled, shamed, and digitally flayed.

They bless the surgeon’s knife on tender youth,
Call mutilation “care” with solemn face;
The child who weeps is told to hide the truth—
Doubt is the only unforgiven grace.

O ancient Serpent, thou must smile to see
How swiftly man re-learns the oldest art:
To call the darkness light, the foul decree
Of nature’s order “bigotry of heart”.

They march through streets with icons of the maimed,
Demanding every knee and conscience bend;
Yet when the tide of blood is finally named
They wash their hands and cry “we did defend!”

The temple curtains tear, the altar cracks,
The golden calf now wears a pastel crown;
What once was sin is virtue, virtue lacks—
And upside-down the Cross is handed down.

So they raise the poisoned cup of gall and vinegar,
Toast to the Great Inversion come at last:
Where every boundary, every natural wall
Is deemed oppression—and therefore must be smashed.

In nomine Diaboli, they say their creed,
Believing still they walk in heaven’s gleam;
While we who watch discern with growing dread
The oldest Evil wearing pity’s dream.

Thus ends the psalm of ever-bleeding woke—
A liturgy of wrath disguised as love,
Whose final verse, when all the incense smoke
Has cleared, reads:

Hell gapes wide, yet finds their souls too base—
A tragic choice: they spurned the Savior’s grace.

For Such a Time as This(A Prophetic Proclamation) by Debbie Harris

16 Monday Feb 2026

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Summary of the Poem: “For Such a Time as This”

This is a bold, prophetic proclamation poem written in a repetitive, declarative style inspired by Esther 4:14 (“for such a time as this”). It serves as a rallying cry for conservative evangelical Christians, calling believers to stand firm in faith amid perceived cultural, spiritual, and moral crises in the modern world (framed as “such a time” of urgency before Christ’s return).

Core Themes and Structure

Unashamed Gospel Proclamation & Rejection of Compromise
The poem opens with a commitment to boldly proclaim the gospel of Jesus Christ without shame, while refusing to love the world, compromise truth for unity, or embrace false doctrine.
Cultural & Ideological Resistance
It strongly opposes:

Progressive “woke” ideologies, blasphemous teachings, and moral relativism.
Specific philosophies seen as anti-God: communism, Marxism, radical feminism, secular humanism, progressivism, atheism, postmodernism, evolutionism, and others.
Institutions and influences: universities that indoctrinate youth, media propaganda, godless entertainment.

Positive Biblical Stands

Unwavering support for Israel as God’s chosen people.
Defense of traditional marriage (one man + one woman as God’s design from creation).
Sanctity of human life from conception (opposing abortion).
Authority and inerrancy of Scripture as the final rule for faith and life.

Moral Purity & Personal Holiness
Calls for fleeing all sexual immorality (fornication, adultery, lust, impurity), pursuing holiness, self-control, and examining one’s own heart to avoid hypocrisy within the church.
End-Times Readiness & Vigilance
Emphasizes living alert and sober, keeping spiritual lamps burning, purifying oneself, enduring faithfully, and eagerly awaiting Christ’s return (with references to the trumpet call, Bridegroom at midnight, and not delaying).
Mission, Revival & Triumphant Hope
Urges active evangelism (Great Commission), prayer for national repentance and revival (2 Chronicles 7:14 style), pursuit of true biblical unity (without doctrinal compromise), and making disciples despite opposition.
It closes with a doxology exalting Jesus as King of kings and Lord of lords, ending in expectant prayer: “Amen—come, Lord Jesus!”

Overall Tone & Purpose
The poem is urgent, confrontational, and hopeful—positioning the current cultural moment as a decisive time for believers to resist darkness, uphold biblical truth uncompromisingly, prepare for Christ’s soon return, and shine as lights while calling others to repentance and faith. It functions as both personal devotion and a public manifesto/call to action for like-minded Christians.

In essence: Stand unashamed, resist compromise, defend biblical truth and morality, prepare for the end, pray for revival, proclaim Christ, and await His victorious return—for such a time as this.

For such a time as this
we stand unashamed for the gospel of Jesus Christ!

For such a time as this
we stand against false doctrine.

For such a time as this
we refuse to love the world
and all that is in it.

For such a time as this
we claim our country for Jesus Christ.

For such a time as this
we live to make our Savior known.

For such a time as this
we do not sacrifice truth for unity’s sake!

For such a time as this
we call out the blasphemous and progressive woke!

For such a time as this
we stand and support Israel, God’s chosen people.

For such a time as this
we call out universities who indoctrinate
and radicalize our youth.

For such a time as this
we become like Bereans—
searching the Scriptures daily,
testing every spirit, every teaching,
to see if these things are so.

For such a time as this
we expose the lies of media giants
who twist truth into propaganda
and silence the faithful voices.

For such a time as this
we guard our homes and hearths
against the invasion of godless entertainment
that poisons young minds with rebellion.

For such a time as this
we watch and pray without ceasing
keeping our lamps trimmed and burning bright
for the Bridegroom comes at midnight.

For such a time as this
we live sober and alert
not sleeping as the world sleeps
but standing ready for the trumpet’s call.

For such a time as this
we purify ourselves as He is pure
clothing ourselves in righteousness
spotless and blameless at His appearing.

For such a time as this
we set our minds on things above
not on earthly things that fade
eagerly awaiting our Savior from heaven.

For such a time as this
we endure to the end in faithfulness
refusing to grow weary in well-doing
for He who promised is faithful and will return.

For such a time as this
we stand against communism and Marxism
godless systems that exalt the state above the Creator,
deny the soul, and crush freedom in the name of equality.

For such a time as this
we reject radical feminism
that wars against God’s design for manhood and womanhood,
promotes rebellion over biblical submission and mutual honor.

For such a time as this
we expose secular humanism
that crowns man as god, erases the need for a Savior,
and builds towers of pride without the fear of the Lord.

For such a time as this
we refuse moral relativism
where truth bends to whim and “my truth” supplants God’s Word,
calling good evil and evil good in brazen defiance.

For such a time as this
we call out progressivism
that marches under banners of “inclusion” while advancing sin,
redefining marriage, life, and justice apart from Scripture’s unchanging standard.

For such a time as this
we oppose every philosophy contrary to God—
evolutionism that mocks creation, atheism that blinds the heart,
postmodernism that dismantles absolute truth,
and all idols of the age.

For such a time as this
we stand firm for traditional marriage
God’s sacred design from the beginning:
one man and one woman united as one flesh,
a lifelong covenant reflecting Christ and His church.

For such a time as this
we defend the holy union of husband and wife
against every attempt to redefine or distort it,
honoring the marriage bed undefiled
as Scripture commands, without compromise.

For such a time as this
we take a stand against all immorality
fleeing sexual sin in every form—
fornication, adultery, lust, impurity,
and every defilement of the body, God’s temple.

For such a time as this
we call out the works of the flesh:
sensuality, debauchery, uncleanness,
and all that grieves the Holy Spirit,
refusing to let sin reign in our mortal bodies.

For such a time as this
we proclaim no hint of sexual immorality
among the saints, no tolerance for what God calls evil,
but rather holiness, self-control, and purity
in thought, word, and deed.

For such a time as this
we proclaim Christ crucified and risen
the only hope for sinners
in a world that calls evil good and good evil.

For such a time as this
we refuse compromise with darkness
choosing instead to shine as lights
in this crooked and perverse generation.

For such a time as this
we proclaim the soon return of Christ
warning the lost, urging repentance
for the day of the Lord draws near.

For such a time as this
we hold fast our confession of hope
without wavering, for He who is coming
will come and will not delay.

For such a time as this
we cry out for revival in our land
humbly ourselves before the Lord,
praying without ceasing, seeking His face,
turning from our wicked ways
that He may hear from heaven, forgive our sin,
and heal our broken nation.

For such a time as this
we affirm the Bible as God’s infallible, inerrant Word—
breathed out by Him, the supreme authority,
profitable for teaching, reproof, correction,
training in righteousness—
the final rule in all faith and practice.

For such a time as this
we defend the sanctity of human life from conception to natural death,
proclaiming every unborn child fearfully and wonderfully made,
a gift from God, image-bearer of the Creator—
calling out the shedding of innocent blood in abortion,
and standing against every assault on the vulnerable.

For such a time as this
we go into all the world making disciples of all nations,
baptizing them and teaching obedience to Christ,
compelled by His love, undeterred by hostility,
for the harvest is plentiful and the workers few.

For such a time as this
we examine our own hearts first,
repenting of hypocrisy and secret sin within the church,
pursuing holiness without which no one will see the Lord,
overcoming compromise that dulls our witness.

For such a time as this
we pursue the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace,
standing together on the essentials of the faith,
but never at the expense of sound doctrine or truth.

For such a time as this
we lift high the name of Jesus Christ,
King of kings and Lord of lords,
to whom every knee will bow and every tongue confess
that He is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
Amen—come, Lord Jesus!

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

15 Sunday Feb 2026

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

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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.