The Blessed Hope Amid The Signs Foretold by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet draws from Matthew 24, depicting the end-time signs—wars, earthquakes, false prophets, famines, and lawlessness—as the world darkens. Amid this chaos, the gospel spreads globally, a light before the end. At an unknown hour, the rapture comes with a trumpet’s call, lifting the faithful to Christ in hope, offering escape and eternal comfort to believers watching for His return.

The wars and rumors echo through the air,
The earth in tremors groans beneath our feet,
False prophets rise, their words a cunning snare,
While famine’s shadow stalks where once was wheat.
The nations clash, the skies grow dark with dread,
Lawlessness reigns, and love begins to fade,
Yet gospel’s light through every land is spread,
A beacon bright before the final blade.
In sudden hour, none but God can know,
The trumpet sounds, the heavens split apart,
The chosen rise where clouds in glory flow,
Caught up in hope to meet the Savior’s heart.
So watch, dear soul, though chaos grips the day,
His coming steals the faithful swift away.

A Cup of Cold Water Shining Before the Throne by Debbie Harris

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The poem reflects on the humble act of giving a cup of cold water to the needy, as inspired by Matthew 10:42. It portrays a disciple, moved by Christ’s love, offering relief to the weak and thirsty. Though the deed seems small, it holds eternal value in God’s eyes, ascending as an act of mercy to be rewarded with everlasting glory.

A cup of cold water, so humble, so clear,
To little ones offered by faithful hands kind,
In wastelands of thirst, where the soul draws near,
A spring of sweet grace for the seeking to find.
For he who bears Christ’s holy name in his heart,
A disciple of love, with compassion arrayed,
Beholds the weak child, takes the servant’s low part,
And pours out relief where their sorrows have weighed.
No deed so slight dims in the Lord’s tender gaze,
Each droplet of mercy ascends to His keep,
A flame through the dark, set in heaven ablaze,
A gem for His crown from the wellspring so deep.
Thus give without fear, for His word shall not lie,
Your reward shines eternal in realms of the sky.

One Smile from Christ Outshines the World’s Vast Treasures by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet explores the fleeting nature of earthly pleasures—wealth, beauty, love, and power—depicting them as bright but ultimately insubstantial without faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. It begins by cataloging these joys: golden fields, silver streams, lavish feasts, luxurious beds, and crowns of authority. Yet, it asserts that these treasures fade like mist under shadows, losing their sweetness and brilliance when disconnected from divine purpose. In contrast, the poem pivots to exalt a single smile from Christ, portraying it as a divine gift of grace that surpasses the value of rubies and the entire world’s riches. This smile offers an eternal love and wealth worth seeking, rendering all earthly offerings grand but insufficient. Ultimately, the sonnet concludes that Christ’s glance alone brings true, lasting joy, overshadowing all else.

What are the joys of earth, so brightly spread,
The gold of fields, the silver streams that sing,
The banquet’s feast, the crown of power instead,
That makes a pauper king?
These treasures gleam beneath the sun’s warm ray,
Yet fade like mist when shadows overtake,
Their sweetness sours, their brilliance turns to gray,
Without the Lord, what substance can they make?
But oh, one smile from Christ, the Savior’s face,
Outshines the ruby’s fire, the world’s vast store,
A gift of grace no riches can replace,
A wealth to seek, a love forevermore.
For all the earth may offer, grand and wide,
His glance alone brings joy unsatisfied.

We Owe All To Jesus Christ, Our Lord: Hymn Of Praise by Debbie Harris

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This Christ-centered hymn, crafted with poet Debbie Harris, exalts Jesus Christ as the Author of our faith and King of Kings. Across five stanzas, it celebrates His grace as the source of hope, “We owe all to Christ our Lord, The Author of our faith’s first dawn, His hand inscribes each trembling chord, His grace, the ink where hope is born,” His majestic reign over creation, “His greatness crowns the heavens wide, The King of Kings, our anthem’s call, In splendor vast, He reigns beside, The Lord of glory, all in all,” His glory in both grand and quiet moments, “His glory covers all the earth, From flowers frail to newborn’s birth, Each petal sings, each cry resounds, His boundless love in all abounds,” His salvation as life’s truest gift, “His salvation, life’s truest gift, Through blood and cross our souls uplift, He saves us to His royal reign, A kingdom eternal, free from chain,” and His triumphant exaltation as our eternal Savior, “All hail our Savior, risen high, The Name above all names we cry, In triumph’s light, forevermore, Christ reigns, our King, whom we adore!” A repeated refrain—“Praise the Author, King divine, Glory to His holy name!”—echoes the hymns of old, lifting praise after each verse. Rooted in Debbie’s faith and poetic vision, it’s a majestic, hope-filled anthem of worship.

We owe all to Christ our Lord,
The Author of our faith’s first dawn,
His hand inscribes each trembling chord,
His grace, the ink where hope is born.
Praise the Author, King divine,
Glory to His holy name!

His greatness crowns the heavens wide,
The King of Kings, our anthem’s call,
In splendor vast, He reigns beside,
The Lord of glory, all in all.
Praise the Author, King divine,
Glory to His holy name!

His glory covers all the earth,
From flowers frail to newborn’s birth,
Each petal sings, each cry resounds,
His boundless love in all abounds.
Praise the Author, King divine,
Glory to His holy name!

His salvation, life’s truest gift,
Through blood and cross our souls uplift,
He saves us to His royal reign,
A kingdom eternal, free from chain.
Praise the Author, King divine,
Glory to His holy name!

All hail our Savior, risen high,
The Name above all names we cry,
In triumph’s light, forevermore,
Christ reigns, our King, whom we adore!
Praise the Author, King divine,
Glory to His holy name!


Where Sin Abounds, Grace Doth Much More Abound by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet reflects the message of Romans 5:20-21, exploring how sin’s dark reign over humanity, leading to death, is overwhelmingly surpassed by God’s grace. This grace, delivered through Jesus Christ’s righteousness, transforms despair into hope, offering eternal life. The poem contrasts sin’s oppressive rule with the triumphant, merciful power of grace, which not only redeems but elevates the soul to divine unity, affirming that grace’s abundance forever outshines sin’s presence.

Where shadows deep of sin did once abide,
The heart of man in death’s cold grip was bound,
Yet grace, a flood, came rushing to provide
A light where darkness nevermore is found.
Though sin had reigned, its scepter stern and dire,
A greater power rose with gentle might,
Through righteousness, it quenched the funeral pyre,
And turned the endless night to endless light.
This gift, through Christ, our Lord, was freely giv’n,
A bridge from mortal doom to life divine,
Where once we fell, now mercy’s hand has striv’n
To weave our souls with heaven’s grand design.
So sin abounds, yet grace exceeds its reign,
Through Him, eternal life we now attain.


The Holy Inerrant Bible: A Sacred Call Through Lines of Holy Flame and Grace by Debbie Harris

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The words we heard were not of mortal make,
But borne from heav’n, a gift to souls below,
Received in faith, they bid our hearts awake,
And in their truth, a living power grow.
No frail discourse of man could so inspire,
Nor stir the spirit with such holy flame,
For through these lines, God’s voice lifts ever higher,
A sacred call to bear His mighty name.
Within the breast of those who humbly hear,
This word takes root, a seed of endless grace,
It stands unmoved through time and shifting year,
To shape a life that seeks the Savior’s face.
So let us thank the Lord with ceaseless praise,
For truth divine that works through all our days.

Looking Unto Jesus by Debbie Harris

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Looking unto Jesus is our triumph, our hope,
Our comfort, our joy, our promise that we—
Indeed—are forever loved,
Forgiven, and enjoyed.

Kintsugi Of The Soul by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet compares the Japanese art of kintsugi—repairing broken pottery with gold to enhance its beauty—to God’s redemptive work in the lives of sinners. It portrays humanity as fragile clay, cracked by sin and left in shards, until the Master (God) intervenes. With divine grace, likened to gold, He mends the broken soul, turning scars into sources of light and beauty. The poem concludes by emphasizing that through salvation, achieved by Christ’s blood, God transforms human flaws into glory, mirroring the kintsugi process where brokenness becomes part of a greater, more beautiful whole.

The potter’s wheel once shaped a fragile clay,
Yet cracks did bloom where mortal hands had pressed,
A vessel marred, in shards it broken lay,
Its beauty lost, by sin’s own weight distressed.
But lo, the Master’s hand, with mercy bold,
Takes up the dust, each fracture to restore,
With golden grace, more precious far than gold,
He mends the soul that wept on life’s dark shore.
Where scars once gaped, His light now softly gleams,
A testament to love that knows no end,
Through shattered lives, salvation’s quiet streams,
Flow deep, to make the broken whole again.
So kintsugi of God, in sinners shown,
Turns flaws to glory, by His blood alone.

Sonnet: The Sacred Honor Of Knowing Jesus And Making Him Known Throughout The Earth by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet explores the purpose of life as knowing Jesus and making Him known. It begins with a longing to understand Christ deeply, portraying Him as a guiding light and source of love. It then describes a personal journey of walking with Him, finding peace and direction in His presence. The poem shifts to the outward mission of sharing His name, spreading His message like a flame to those in need. Finally, it concludes that true purpose lies in both knowing Christ intimately and giving that knowledge to others, presenting Him as the essence of life itself.

To know the Son of Man, my heart aspires,
A light that pierces through the darkest veil,
His love, a flame that kindles soul’s desires,
A truth no mortal shadow can assail.

To walk with Him through valleys deep and wide,
To hear His voice in whispers soft and still,
In every step, His grace becomes my guide,
His will my own, His peace my cup to fill.

Yet more than this, my tongue must bear His name,
To sing His praise where silent hearts reside,
To spread His word like sparks of holy flame,
A beacon bright where lost and weary bide.

So life unfolds in knowing and in giving,
For Christ, the way, the truth, the pulse of living.

The Glorious Path of Loving Those Who Cannot Love Back by Debbie Harris

The poem celebrates a rare, Christ-inspired love that is heroic, courageous, and empowered by the Spirit. This love extends unconditionally to those incapable of reciprocating, embodying a selfless and triumphant devotion. It describes a “narrow path” few choose to walk—a joyous, victorious journey marked by sacrifice and resilience. Through vivid imagery, the poem portrays this love as a bold flame that shines brightly, overcoming trials and uplifting the broken, ultimately leading to a glorious triumph.

A Christ-bestowed, heroic flame,
A courage bold, a sacred claim,
Spirit-driven love takes flight,
Embracing those lost to the night.
This glorious, joyous, victor’s way,
A narrow path where few dare stray,
In selfless joy, through trials grand,
Love triumphs where the broken stand.