In Jesus Christ Alone, We Rise by Debbie Harris

27 Thursday Feb 2025

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In mirrored halls, we chase a fragile gleam,
A shadowed self, esteem we build with care,
Yet sands of pride dissolve beneath the stream,
A mirage born of dust, a hollow stare.
The world exalts the ego’s brittle throne,
A crown of glass, by fleeting praise adorned,
But winds of doubt soon shatter what’s our own,
And leave the soul in silence, lost, forlorn.

Yet Christ extends a gaze that never fades,
A worth unearned, by grace divinely sown,
No shifting tides, no crumbling masquerades,
His love alone can call the heart His own.
Through Him, we stand, no need to prove or strive,
In boundless esteem, we’re fully made alive.

To George Herbert by Debbie Harris

27 Thursday Feb 2025

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To George Herbert
Thy quill, a quiet flame, did pierce the air,
With words that bend the heart to holy awe,
A priestly poet, clad in humble prayer,
Who saw in dust the gleam of heaven’s law.
Thy lines, like incense, rise to God’s high throne,
Each stanza wrought with grace’s tender strain,
A temple built of verse, Thy love alone,
Where broken souls find balm for every pain.
The Word was thy true sword, thy muse’s guide,
To carve a path through sin’s entangling mire,
With faith thou didst in simple rhymes abide,
And bid us see the stars through earthly fire.
O Herbert, bard of Christ’s sweet yoke, we sing,
Thy praise, a bell that through the ages rings.

The Sword Of Scripture by Debbie Harris

27 Thursday Feb 2025

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When grace is scorned, the Word of God we take,
No gentle peace, but truth’s own sharpened blade,
A biblical stand against the dark we make,
To pierce the lies where evil’s roots are laid.
This sword, God’s voice, ignites the soul to rise,
When sin’s black veil would choke the light away,
With Scripture’s edge, we meet the serpent’s eyes,
Its holy writ our strength in fierce array.
Yet still we grieve the grace so lightly tossed,
The mercy spurned by hearts too proud to bend,
For though the Word cuts deep what sin has cost,
Love’s balm could heal where judgment seeks to rend.
So armed with God’s own sword, we stand as one,
Yet pray for grace when righteous wrath is done.

Truth, Hope, Love, Grace Sown by Debbie Harris

27 Thursday Feb 2025

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The holy truth the Bible’s voice proclaims,
A hope to gleam through every shadowed vale,
Resounds in Christ, the Light of all our names,
Whose radiance rends the dark, shall never fail.
To all we meet, the Light of the World we bring,
A flame of grace no sin can overthrow,
A love that flows from mercy’s endless spring,
To melt the ice where hardened hearts may grow.
This truth, God-breathed, a lantern pure and bright,
Illumes the path where wand’ring feet may roam,
Bestows on us the undeserved delight,
Of grace that guides the weary sinner home.
So with His word, we shine as He has shown,
The Light of Life, through us, to all made known.

Day Of The Savior’s Triumph by Debbie Harris

27 Thursday Feb 2025

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A day from Christ, with glory crowned,
A charge to wield His victor’s might,
To storm the dark, His will unbound,
And raise His banner, bold and bright.

Lament For The Bibas Family by Debbie Harris

26 Wednesday Feb 2025

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In dawn’s cruel breach, where innocence once played,
A mother’s arms, two tender souls, were torn,
From Nir Oz stolen, shadows cast their blade,
To captive depths, where hope was left forlorn.
The hands of hate, with ruthless grasp, did bind,
A family’s thread through terror’s darkened veil,
No mercy spared, no peace for hearts to find,
In silence broke a world too vast to wail.
Three lives extinguished, innocence betrayed,
By brutal will, not war’s unseeing flame,
A mother’s love, two boys in youth arrayed,
Entombed as one, forever bear their name.
Yet grief ignites a cry that pierces night,
For justice burns where darkness dares its flight.

Sonnet Of Faith’s Triumph Gaze Hebrews 11:1 by Debbie Harris

26 Wednesday Feb 2025

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Sonnet of Faith’s Triumph
Faith is the flame that storms the heart’s high throne,
A glorious surge of hopes too vast to tame,
Its golden pulse through every age has shone,
The proof of joys no shadow dares to claim.
No veil can dim its bold, exultant fire,
It carves a path where mortal sight would fade,
A scepter raised o’er doubt’s defeated spire,
A song of conquest time cannot unbraid.
Through tempests fierce, faith lifts its victor’s cry,
A beacon crowned with heaven’s boundless gleam,
Its roots unshakeable where fears all die,
A tide of glory sweeping every dream.
Triumphant ever, faith in Christ ascends,
The radiant dawn that never bows nor bends.

Victorious Gaze Of Faith by Debbie Harris

26 Wednesday Feb 2025

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Jesus, victor of my soul,
Starts my race with joy untold,
Cross upheld, His triumph reigns,
Writes my freedom, crowns my gains.
Eyes on Him, through life I rise,
Faith’s great Author, crowned in skies.

Sonnet Of The Author’s Gaze by Debbie Harris

26 Wednesday Feb 2025

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Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.

Hebrews 12: 2 (KJV)


Look steadfast to the One who carved our creed,
The Author of our faith, its perfect guide,
Who penned salvation’s tale in every deed,
And finished it where mortal hopes abide.
For joy unseen, He bore the cross’s pain,
Despising shame, a crown of thorns He wore,
Through anguish deep, He broke the sinner’s chain,
And rose to sit where glory reigns evermore.
His eyes, our beacon through the storm’s dark strife,
His hands, the chisel shaping souls anew,
From dust to grace, He authors endless life,
A work divine no shadow can undo.
So fix your gaze on Him, the race to run,
Till faith’s great Finisher declares it won.

Heaven’s Echo: The Soul Unbowed by Debbie Harris

26 Wednesday Feb 2025

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A soul ascends, though praise is spare,
God’s whisper lifts through doubt and care,
No mortal word need light their way,
Divine strength crowns their every day.