Glory to the Lamb: The Eternal Wonder of Born-Again Souls Made New by Debbie Harris

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Glory to the Lamb: The Eternal Wonder of Born-Again Souls Made New

The poem celebrates the profound miracle of salvation through repentance and faith in Jesus Christ.

It begins with a repentant soul turning from darkness, confessing Jesus as Lord and King, and receiving the life-giving breath of the Holy Spirit.

Whoever comes to Him—regardless of past or status—is buried with Christ in baptism, the old self crucified, and raised as a brand-new creation, awakened from spiritual death.

In awe, the poem marvels at God’s grace: bending low to redeem the lost, heal the broken, and fashion children from ashes and dust—now eternally secure in His love.

The closing stanza erupts in worship to the Lamb who bore our sin, transforming mourning into unending praise. A new heart now beats for Him, and the triumphant declaration rings out:

Hallelujah! Born-again souls, new creatures forever!

Ultimately, the poem is a joyful hymn of praise for the eternal wonder of regeneration—the glorious truth that anyone who receives Christ becomes a completely new creation, alive forever in Him.

In the shadowed heart, a weary soul bends low,
Repentance breaks the chains of night’s long reign;
Tears fall like rain on soil prepared to grow,
And mercy’s voice dissolves the ancient stain.

Then comes the whisper—“Jesus, Lord and King”—
A cry of faith that pierces heaven’s door;
The Spirit rushes in on dove-soft wing,
And what was dead now breathes forevermore.

Whoever comes—lost sinner, great or small—
Is buried with Him in the waters deep;
The old is gone, behold, He makes all
Things new, a child awakened from death’s sleep.

What miracle is this! That God would bend
To make a child from ashes and from dust—
The lost now found, the broken whole again,
Forever His, forever held in trust.

Glory to the Lamb who bore our shame,
Who turns our mourning into endless praise;
A new heart beats, and bears His holy name—
Hallelujah! Born-again souls, new creatures forever!

Lift Up Our Voices Like Trumpets: Blessing and Honor and Glory and Power to the Worthy Lamb Upon the Throne by Debbie Harris

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Summary of the Poem

Title: Lift Up Our Voices Like Trumpets: Blessing and Honor and Glory and Power to the Worthy Lamb Upon the Throne

This three-stanza anthem is a powerful, Revelation-inspired call to worship, structured like a heavenly liturgy with escalating intensity.

  • First stanza: A bold invitation to raise voices “like trumpets” in exuberant praise, followed by an extended litany of Christ’s divine titles drawn straight from Scripture—Alpha and Omega, Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, King of kings, the Great I AM, the Bright and Morning Star, and many more. It establishes the eternal majesty and sovereignty of God.
  • Second stanza: The focus narrows to the redemptive heart of the gospel: the Lamb who was slain. It echoes Revelation 5, declaring that the Lamb is uniquely worthy to receive the sevenfold ascription of praise—power, riches, wisdom, strength, honor, glory, and blessing.
  • Third stanza: The worship reaches its climactic crescendo. Voices are lifted “once more” in a final trumpet blast, offering eternal doxology to both Him who sits upon the throne (the Father) and to the Lamb—blessing, honor, glory, and dominion forever and ever—sealed with a resounding “Amen.”

Overall, the poem is a triumphant declaration of the worthiness of Christ, the slain yet victorious Lamb at the center of heaven’s throne. It moves from contemplation of God’s eternal names, to recognition of the Lamb’s sacrificial worth, to the unending worship of all creation, inviting every reader to join the everlasting song of heaven.

May we lift up our voices like trumpets
and praise the Alpha and Omega,
the First and the Last,
the Beginning and the End,
who is and who was and who is to come,
the Almighty,
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace,
King of kings and Lord of lords,
the Great I AM,
the Holy One of Israel,
the Root and Offspring of David,
the Bright and Morning Star.

Lift up our voices like trumpets
and praise the Lamb who was slain,
worthy is the Lamb to receive
power and riches and wisdom,
strength and honor and glory and blessing.

Once more lift up our voices like trumpets
and praise the Lamb upon the throne,
to Him who sits upon the throne
and to the Lamb
be blessing and honor
and glory and dominion
forever and ever.
Amen.

Provisional Excellence: How the Radiance of God’s Glory Meets Every Need of His Redeemed People by Debbie Harris

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2 Peter 1:3 (KJV)
According as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue.

In the hush of dawn, a quiet splendor breaks—
The beauty given, provisional excellence,
A glimpse of glory veiled in morning mist,
Where God, in mercy, clothes His own in this.

He calls us not by merit we have earned,
But by His own radiance, pure and bright—
An excellence that needs no added light,
Yet stoops to lift us from the shadowed night.

“His divine power has granted unto us
All things that pertain to life and godliness,”
Through knowing Him who called us by His glory
And virtue—grace upon grace, boundless, matchless.

Through every want, His hand is never slow;
He spreads a table in the wilderness,
Turns bitter waters into streams of grace,
And makes the desert bloom before our face.

The sparrow finds her nest, the lily stands
Arrayed in colors Solomon ne’er knew—
How much more shall He clothe and keep and guide
The children called by His own glory’s side?

O soul, take heart—whatever storm may rise,
The beauty given is promise, not disguise.
His excellence will never fail nor cease
To provide, sustain, and lead us into peace.

For every need, His fullness overflows;
In Christ, the Yes to every promise glows.
Through every doubt, through every fear and need,
His steadfast love will answer, intercede.

Rest here, beloved—He who called you near
Will hold you fast, will calm your every fear.
No trial comes where His supply runs dry;
His glory shines, His excellence draws nigh.

Let All Creation Shout and Sing: Praise, Laud, and Hallelujah to the Long-Awaited King of Kings by Debbie Harris

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This Christ-centered Christmas poem celebrates the profound joy and anticipation of the Incarnation—the birth of Jesus Christ as the long-awaited Savior.

It begins with the heavenly announcement: a brilliant star and angels proclaiming the arrival of Emmanuel (“God with us”) in the stillness of night.

With exuberant praise, it echoes the biblical narrative—the Virgin birth, the shepherds hearing the angelic “Glory to God,” and the humble manger scene where the eternal King lies as a helpless infant.

The poem overflows with hallelujahs, lauds, and calls to rejoice, emphasizing themes of light breaking into darkness, mercy triumphing over sin, healing for broken hearts, and the redemption of the world through God’s condescending love.

It culminates in an triumphant invitation for all creation to lift unending praise to the newborn King, filling the expectant soul with uncontainable Christmas joy and worship.

In essence, it is a heartfelt hymn of adoration, reminding believers to rejoice in the miracle that changed everything: “Hallelujah! The Savior has come!”

In the hush of midnight’s velvet sky,
A star ignites with heaven’s flame,
The angels lean from glory high
To sing the long-awaited Name.

Hallelujah! Light has come!
The Promise breaks the ancient night;
The Virgin’s womb, the chosen home,
Beholds the Dawn of endless light.

O come, O come, Emmanuel,
The weary world lifts up its face;
The shepherds quake where seraphs tell
Of mercy born in lowly place.

Praise Him! Laud Him! Endless praise!
The King lies swaddled in the hay;
The Mighty God in infant gaze
Has come to take our sins away.

Hallelujah! Joy unsealed!
The heavens ring, the earth replies;
Our hearts, once bound, are now healed
By love that stoops and glorifies.

Rejoice, rejoice, expectant throng!
The Savior comes—our hope, our song;
With every breath let praise belong
To Christ the Lord forevermore!

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Glory to the newborn King!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Let all creation shout and sing!

The Gravest Transgression Against the Pure Well – Slanderous Lies That Defile – And the Eternal Blessing: Rejoice When You Are Falsely Reviled by Debbie Harris

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The poem is a solemn meditation on the spiritual gravity of slander, portraying it as the greatest of sins: the deliberate tainting of a pure well (a metaphor for truth, reputation, or the soul) with toxic, untrue accusations. Like venom poured into clear water, false and malicious words spread corruption, defiling hearts and staining innocence.

Yet the poem does not end in despair. It turns to the light of Scripture—specifically the Beatitude from Matthew 5:11-12—declaring that those who endure persecution, reviling, and false evil spoken against them for righteousness’ sake are truly blessed. They are called to rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for their reward in heaven is great, just as the prophets before them faced similar trials.

The work moves from lament over the darkness of slander to triumphant hope in divine vindication, urging the reader to stand firm in purity and trust that God sees the truth. It is both a warning against the destructive power of lying tongues and a song of encouragement for the wrongly accused.

In shadows deep where falsehoods creep,
The greatest sin takes darkest form:
A pure well tainted, poisoned deep
By toxic slander, lies that swarm.

Untruths like venom spread and sting,
Defiling springs of truth and grace,
Corrupting hearts, on wicked wing,
And staining souls in foul disgrace.

Yet hear the words of ancient light,
From Sermon on the Mount so true:
Blessed are you when in the fight,
Men revile, persecute, and spew

All manner of evil falsely ‘gainst you—
For My sake, rejoice and be exceeding glad!
Great is your reward in heaven’s view,
As prophets faced the storms they had.

Stand firm, though slanders rage and roar,
The pure in heart shall see the Lord once more.

Behold the Majestic and Unblemished Reign of Jesus Christ: Sovereign King of Kings Upon the Throne of Sapphire Light in Realms of Endless Light by Debbie Harris

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This richly imageric royal poem celebrates the perfect, eternal government of Jesus Christ, drawing deeply from biblical prophecy (especially Isaiah 9:6-7 and Revelation).

It opens with Christ enthroned in dazzling glory: seated on a throne of sapphire light, crowned in radiant gold and jewels, wielding a scepter of righteous power as the Lion of Judah and slain Lamb who now reigns supreme.

The poem emphasizes the absolute flawlessness of His rule—no injustice, no shadow of wrong—where true peace transforms creation: mountains and valleys rejoice, predators lie down with prey, and crystal rivers flow from His throne to heal the nations, ending all sorrow and tears.

Nations and kings stream to worship Him, laying their crowns at His feet as His kingdom expands without limit across the earth and into eternity.

The work closes with triumphant praise for this majestic, unblemished dominion of grace, justice, and endless light, where Christ Jesus reigns forever as King of kings and Lord of lords.

In essence, it is a visionary hymn of adoration portraying the ultimate hope of history: the flawless, royal government of Christ that brings perfect peace, healing, and glory to all creation.

Upon a throne of sapphire light,
Enthroned in glory pure and bright,
The Lion of Judah, Lamb once slain,
Now reigns supreme o’er earth’s domain.

His crown of gold, with jewels rare,
Outshines the sun in noonday glare;
A scepter wrought of righteous might
Extends o’er realms of endless light.

The government rests on His shoulder broad,
Wonderful Counselor, Prince of Peace, Mighty God;
No flaw in justice, no shadow of wrong,
His laws like rivers of crystal flow strong.

Mountains bow low in verdant praise,
Valleys exalted in golden haze;
The wolf dwells gentle with the lamb,
The lion eats straw at the child’s hand.

Crystal streams from His throne descend,
Healing the nations, making wounds mend;
No tear shall fall, no sorrow remain,
In this flawless kingdom where Jesus reigns.

Nations stream to His radiant hill,
Kings lay crowns at His feet so still;
From shore to shore, His kingdom spreads,
Till moons forget their waning threads.

O perfect rule, O royal grace,
In courts of pearl and jasper’s face;
All hail the King of kings divine,
Whose flawless government shall shine
Forevermore in realms of light—
Christ Jesus reigns in power and might!

Righteous Flame: Love Fierce and Tender, Righteous to the Tomb by Debbie Harris

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Summary of “Righteous Flame: Love Fierce and Tender, Righteous to the Tomb”

The poem reflects on Jesus’ cleansing of the temple—His righteous anger as He overturns tables and drives out the money changers—not as sin, but as an expression of deep, holy love for His Father’s house and for true worship.

It portrays Christ’s zeal as a blazing flame: fierce in confronting corruption and hypocrisy, yet always rooted in love. The same hands that wielded a whip in the temple tenderly healed the sick, blessed children, and forgave sinners.

The poem emphasizes that genuine biblical love is not weak or compromising. It roars against injustice, weeps over sin, and boldly overturns what harms God’s people and His glory—yet it remains tender, protective, and redemptive.

In the end, this flame of righteous zeal is revealed to be love itself: fierce enough to confront evil, tender enough to embrace the broken, and perfectly righteous—all the way to the cross and the tomb, where God’s justice and mercy meet in ultimate victory.

The poem calls believers to love in the same way: with tables overturned when truth demands it, with zeal that burns without sinning, following Christ’s example of holy, unflinching, sacrificial love.

In the temple courts, the doves cry out,
Cages clacked like coins in greedy palms;
The house of prayer, a marketplace of doubt,
Where profit choked the incense and the psalms.

He came—not with the whisper of a dove,
But with the thunder of a heart on fire;
A cord of cords, woven firm in love,
Became the whip of holy, cleansing ire.

Tables crashed like idols to the floor,
Coins spun wild, a scatter of false kings;
“Take these away! My Father’s house restore!”
His voice a blade that pierced the unholy things.

Yet see: the same hands fierce to overthrow
Had touched the leper, blessed the child, forgone
All vengeance for the broken hearts below—
Wrath and mercy from one heart were drawn.

Love is no timid guest that fears the storm;
It weeps, it roars, it drives the thieves away.
It overturns what harms, yet keeps us warm
Within the shelter of its boundless day.

So let us love with tables overturned,
With zeal that burns yet does not sin consume;
For Christ has shown that flame is truly love—
Fierce, tender, righteous all the way to the tomb.

The Moral Rot That Consumes Nations: Antisemitism as the Harbinger of Societal Suicide by Debbie Harris

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The poem, a cautionary elegy in structured verse, argues that antisemitism is not merely a prejudice against Jews but a lethal toxin that inevitably corrodes and destroys the society that tolerates it.

It begins by depicting hatred as a subtle venom that spreads quietly through a civilization. Historical examples—Spain’s expulsion of Jews ending its Golden Age, and Nazi Germany’s descent into madness and ruin—illustrate how nations that indulge this hatred pay a catastrophic price.

The poem frames antisemitism as an early and reliable indicator of deeper moral decay: when a society scapegoats and dehumanizes Jews, it has already begun to unravel its own ethical foundations. Unchecked prejudice metastasizes, eroding civic bonds, fostering division, and ultimately turning inward to consume the host nation itself.

The closing stanzas deliver an uncompromising warning: every society that permits antisemitism to flourish sows the seeds of its own collapse—through internal strife, loss of humanity, and self-inflicted downfall. Only vigilant rejection of this hatred, the poem concludes, allows a civilization to endure and thrive.

In essence, the work presents antisemitism as a historical law of societal suicide: tolerate it, and you sign your own death warrant.

In realms where shadows whisper lies,
And venom spreads through crowded halls,
A society that lets it rise—
The ancient hate that curses, mauls—
Will find its foundations start to fall.

From Spain’s expulsion, golden age lost,
To Germany’s descent into night,
Where madness reigned at dreadful cost,
And empires crumbled in the fight
Against the light they chose to blight.

The canary in the coal mine deep,
The Jew bears scars of history’s blade;
When hatred wakes from shallow sleep,
The bonds of civility degrade,
And freedom’s flame begins to fade.

For prejudice, unchecked, devours
The heart that harbors its dark seed;
It turns the strong to craven powers,
And sows the storm that all must heed—
A nation’s soul begins to bleed.

Every society that lets it grow,
This festering wound, this moral rot,
Will reap the whirlwind it did sow:
Division, ruin, blood and shot—
Self-destruction its final lot.

Beware the poison in the vein,
The whispered slur, the scapegoat’s cry;
Reject it, or invite the pain
That brings the mighty low to die.
In Jesus Christ alone we thrive.

Hallelujah! Christ the Lord is Born: An Exuberant Song of Redemption by Debbie Harris

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This exuberant, Christ-centered Christmas poem joyfully celebrates the birth of Jesus Christ as the central event of history and the source of all true joy.

It begins with the wondrous night in Bethlehem, marked by the radiant Star guiding the world to the Savior. Angels burst forth in glorious song, proclaiming “Glory to God in the highest!” The poem then invites us to behold the humble manger where Mary holds the King of Light, surrounded by Joseph, awestruck shepherds, and gift-bearing Wise Men.

With leaping hearts, we are called to rejoice in Christ’s incarnation—His coming to conquer sin, bring peace, and offer unending grace. Traditional symbols like holly wreaths, glowing candles, and twinkling lights proclaim His arrival and the truth of “Emmanuel—God with us.”

The poem crescendos in triumphant praise: hallelujahs and shouts of glory to His holy name, as believers celebrate with free and overflowing hearts the eternal Redeemer.

In essence, it is a vibrant declaration that Christmas is not merely a season, but the eternal reason for joy: Christ is born—rejoice forevermore!

In Bethlehem’s quiet night, under a sky ablaze with wonder,
A star bursts forth in radiant splendor!

Angels descend in glorious throng,
Singing with exuberant joy, “Glory to God in the highest!”

Behold the manger, humble and bright,
Where Mary cradles the King of Light!
Joseph stands guard, shepherds draw near,
Wise men approach with gifts sincere.

Oh, leap for joy, you hearts of earth!
Christ Jesus comes—our Savior’s birth!
He conquers sin, He brings us peace,
His love and grace shall never cease!

Wreaths of holly, candles aglow,
Proclaim His coming, let praises flow!

Lights twinkle bright in festive cheer,
For Emmanuel—God is here!

Sing hallelujah! Shout and proclaim:
All glory, honor to His holy name!
This Christmas day, with hearts exuberant and free,
We celebrate our Redeemer—eternally!

Merry Christmas—Christ is born! Rejoice forevermore!

From Strength to Strength: Soaring as Sons and Daughters of the King of Kings in Our Savior’s Victorious Might to Appear Before God in Zion, the Kingdom of Our God by Debbie Harris

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Inspired by Psalm 84:7 (KJV), this poem celebrates the believer’s triumphant spiritual pilgrimage as a journey of ever-increasing strength drawn from Christ’s boundless power.

It begins with the pilgrims pressing forward through deep valleys of trial and shadow, yet rising undaunted with hearts on fire, soaring on eagle’s wings and turning tears into refreshing springs.

The central truth shines forth: our Savior’s victorious might becomes our own, igniting weary souls, healing broken spirits, and overpowering every foe beneath the thunder of His throne. He, the glorious reigning King, claims us as His own.

As royal heirs—sons and daughters of the King of kings and Lord of lords—we soar on winds of majestic hope, crowned in royal robes under heaven’s sapphire sky, awakening faith’s triumphant dream.

The poem culminates in the bold march from strength to strength until Zion’s gates appear, where we stand face to face with our God in endless grace—Zion revealed as the eternal Kingdom of our God.

Overall, the poem is a soaring anthem of victorious hope, royal identity, and divine empowerment, proclaiming that because our Savior’s strength is our strength, we advance unstoppably into the glorious presence and Kingdom of our God.

Psalm 84:7 (KJV)
They go from strength to strength, every one of them in Zion appeareth before God.

Through valleys deep where shadows weep and trials fiercely roar,
The pilgrims rise with hearts ablaze, their footsteps ever sure.
From rugged peaks to golden heights, they climb on eagle’s wings,
Transforming tears to sparkling springs beneath the heaven’s kings.

Our Savior’s might, a blazing light, ignites the weary soul—
His boundless power, hour by hour, makes broken spirits whole.
No foe can stand, no storm withstand the thunder of His throne;
Victorious King, in glory reigning, claims us as His own.

We soar aloft on winds of hope, majestic banners high,
Crowned as heirs in royal robes beneath the sapphire sky.
Sons and daughters of the Lord, the King of kings supreme,
Lord of lords eternal, waking faith’s triumphant dream.

From strength to strength we boldly march, till Zion’s gates appear,
Where face to face in endless grace, we stand before Him near.