So We Wait by Debbie Harris

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But as for me, I will watch expectantly for the Lord: I will wait for the God of my Salvation. My God will hear me!

Micah 7:7 (KJV)

So we wait expectantly

to see what our Triune

God can accomplish in,

through, and around us

because of who is within us!

Sonnet: The Precious and Holy Name of Jesus, Divine in Power, Abounding in Love, Healing in Grace, and Transformative in Eternal Glory by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “Sonnet: The Precious and Holy Name of Jesus, Divine in Power, Abounding in Love, Healing in Grace, and Transformative in Eternal Glory,” celebrates the sacred Name of Jesus. It portrays His Name as holy, divine, and powerful, capable of breaking sin’s chains and healing broken hearts. The sonnet emphasizes Jesus’ boundless love, which transforms souls and guides the lost to mercy. His Name is depicted as a radiant, eternal light that calms storms and dispels darkness, serving as a beacon of hope and grace. The poem concludes by exalting Jesus’ Name as the ultimate source of salvation and glory, worthy of eternal praise.

O sacred Name, so precious, pure, divine,
A holy whisper, radiant with grace,
In Jesus’ Name, the stars of heaven align,
His love transforms the soul’s eternal place.

So powerful, it breaks the chains of sin,
Its healing balm restores the broken heart,
A gentle call where lost ones enter in,
To find their home where mercy’s rivers start.

His Name, a song of love that never fades,
Each syllable a spark of endless light,
It calms the storm, and darkness soon evades,
A beacon glowing through the soul’s dark night.

O Jesus, Name above all names, we sing,
Thy holy grace, our hope, our everything.

Sonnet On Psalm 90: 1-2 by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, inspired by Psalm 90:1-2 (KJV), reflects on God’s eternal nature and role as humanity’s enduring refuge. It emphasizes His timeless existence—unchanging from before creation through all generations—and contrasts this with the fleeting nature of human life. The poem portrays God as a steadfast, boundless shelter, offering comfort and security, and concludes with praise for His everlasting love and glory.

Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God. (Psalm 90:1-2, KJV)

O Lord, our refuge through the ages long,
Before the hills were born or seas were spread,
Your timeless might, eternal, firm, and strong,
Sustains the heavens where no mortals tread.
From everlasting, You alone endure,
No dawn can mark Your start, no night Your end,
Your holy presence, boundless, ever sure,
Our constant home, on whom we still depend.
While fleeting years like morning mists depart,
Your changeless glory holds us in its care,
A steadfast shelter for the trembling heart,
Your love eternal answers every prayer.
O God, our dwelling, evermore the same,
We sing Your praise and glorify Your name.

A Poetic Study: If My People by Debbie Harris

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The poem, inspired by 2 Chronicles 7:14, is a lyrical call to God’s people to seek divine forgiveness and healing for their land. It outlines four conditions: humility, fervent prayer, seeking God’s face, and repentance from sin. If these are met, God promises to hear, forgive, and restore, healing their fractured nation. Vivid imagery—humility as a river, prayer as a soul’s ascent, mercy as a sovereign hand—underscores the spiritual journey. The poem universalizes the call, urging all to embrace these steps for enduring divine love and renewal.

Beneath the weight of heaven’s gaze,
A whisper threads through ancient days:
“My people, called, my name they bear,
A covenant woven, a bond so rare.”

If they, the chosen, bend their pride,
Let humility’s river flow deep, flow wide,
No throne of self, no crown of clay,
But hearts laid bare in the light of day.

If they pray, a cry from dust to sky,
A soul’s ascent where angels fly,
Not rote, not ritual, but fervent plea,
A hunger for God, for eternity.

If they seek my face, not fleeting signs,
Not wealth, not power, not earthly designs,
But the radiance of love, unmarred, divine,
The glow of holiness, forever thine!

If they turn, oh, turn from shadowed ways,
From sin’s allure, its fleeting blaze,
To rend the heart, to break the chain,
To walk the path through cleansing rain.

Then I—Almighty, enthroned above—
Will hear their cries with a Father’s love.
From heaven’s courts, my grace will pour,
Forgiveness granted, their souls restored.

And I will heal their fractured land,
With mercy’s touch, with a sovereign hand.
The fields will sing, the rivers run,
A nation reborn beneath the sun.

Yet still the call resounds, unbroken,
To every heart where truth is spoken.
If my people—yes, you and I—
Will kneel, will seek, will turn, will cry,
The promise holds, eternal, sure,
God’s healing love will still endure.

Sonnet: Called to Serve the King of Kings by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet emphasizes that Christians are called to serve God, the King of Kings, rather than pursue wealth, power, or fame. It highlights the duty to uphold Biblical truth and proclaim the free gift of salvation through Jesus Christ, prioritizing spiritual devotion over material gain. The poem reflects humility, faith, and commitment to sharing God’s grace as His servants, sons, and daughters.

We seek not wealth, nor power, nor fleeting fame,
But bow as servants to the King of Kings.
Our hearts, aflame with truth, His Word proclaim,
To share the gift His boundless mercy brings.
No earthly gain shall turn our eyes aside,
Nor profit dim the light of Heaven’s call.
In Christ alone, our souls shall e’er abide,
His love the strength that lifts us when we fall.
Salvation’s grace, through Jesus, freely given,
A treasure pure, no gold could ever buy.
We stand for truth, our gaze fixed firm on Heaven,
To spread His Word beneath the endless sky.
O Lord of Lords, we humbly seek Your face,
Your faithful sons and daughters, saved by grace.

A Hymn of Trust in the Triune God by Debbie Harris

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The poem, A Hymn of Trust in the Triune God, expresses steadfast faith in the Triune God across diverse life experiences. It affirms trust in God during health, sickness, trials, tears, laughter, blessings, loss, doubt, peace, birth, and death. Each stanza highlights a universal scenario where God’s presence—through grace, strength, comfort, or mercy—sustains believers. The poem emphasizes the unchanging faithfulness of the Father, Son, and Spirit, offering hope and assurance in every moment, from life’s joys to its challenges.

In health, we trust our Triune God,
Whose love sustains each breath we draw.
In sickness, weak upon our sod,
We lean on grace that holds no flaw.

On beds of pain, where shadows creep,
We rest in arms that never tire.
In trials deep, where fears may leap,
God’s strength becomes our heart’s desire.

In tears that fall like silent rain,
We find the Comforter divine.
In laughter bright, a sweet refrain,
God’s joy within our souls does shine.

In blessings rich, when life is kind,
We praise the Source of every good.
In loss, when hope seems hard to find,
We trust the Cross, where mercy stood.

In doubt, when faith begins to sway,
The Spirit whispers, “I am near.”
In peace, when hearts in silence pray,
The Father’s voice is strong and clear.

In birth, the dawn of life’s first cry,
We see God’s hand in every plan.
In death, when mortal shells must die,
We trust the Son, who conquered man.

Through every storm, through every calm,
In every moment, vast or small,
Our Triune God, with healing balm,
Is faithful, present, through it all.

A Sonnet on the Eternal Beauty of Our Hope in Jesus Christ, Our Lord and Savior by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet celebrates the enduring hope and divine beauty found in Jesus Christ. It portrays Christ as a radiant, merciful light who dispels darkness, offers redemption, and provides unwavering love. Through His grace, the broken find worth, and no storm or sin can diminish His splendor. The poem concludes by affirming Christ as the eternal guide and source of hope for believers.

In realms where mortal hearts do falter, frail,
A light divine doth pierce the shadowed veil,
Our Savior, Christ, with love that cannot wane,
Bestows on us a hope to rise again.

His mercy, like the dawn’s first golden ray,
Illumes the soul and chases night away.
Through cross and grace, His beauty doth abide,
A boundless spring where weary hearts reside.

No storm can dim the splendor of His face,
No sin too vast to flee His warm embrace.
In Him, the broken find their sacred worth,
And heaven’s song resounds o’er all the earth.

O Jesus, Lord, Thy beauty is our stay,
Our hope eternal, guiding all our way.

Sonnet Of Immeasurable And Expectant Christ-Centered Possibilities Through Jesus Christ Our Lord by Debbie Harris

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Ephesians 3:20-21 (NIV): “Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.

O Power divine, beyond our dreams’ wide scope,
You weave with might what mortals dare not ask.
Your boundless grace ignites the flame of hope,
And bids our hearts in victory unmask.

Immeasurably more, Your wonders soar,
Above the stars, beyond our frail design.
Each prayer, each wish, You gloriously restore,
With love that makes the church’s spirit shine.

Expectant souls await Your radiant call,
Through Christ, eternal, generations sing.
Triumphant joy resounds in heaven’s hall,
As glory crowns our Savior, Lord, and King.

Forevermore, Your name shall we adore,
Amen, our hearts with praise shall ever soar!

Rejoicing in the Eternal Truth of Divine Prophecy by Debbie Harris

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The poem, titled Rejoicing in the Eternal Truth of Divine Prophecy, is a sacred and joyous celebration of prophecy fulfilled. It expresses profound awe as ancient promises, etched in time, manifest with radiant clarity. The heavens and earth join in reverence, with imagery of humming skies, trembling mountains, and streams bearing divine truth. The poem culminates in a heart uplifted in delight, basking in the holy moment where faith and vision unite. Its tone is reverent, vibrant, and uplifting, evoking a timeless connection to divine fulfillment.

What a divine and holy joy
to see prophecy become reality,
where ancient words, etched deep in time,
unfold in truth with radiant clarity.

The heavens hum with silent awe,
their vault a witness to the foretold.
Each sacred vow, once held in hope,
now burns like embers in the soul’s stronghold.

The earth responds with trembling praise,
its mountains echoing grace’s call.
In every stream, in every stone,
the hand of God inscribes its all.

O hallowed moment, O sacred sight,
when faith and vision weave as one.
The heart, now lifted in delight,
rejoices in the holy sight.

Sonnet on Psalm 92:1-5 by Debbie Harris

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Psalm 92:1-5 (KJV):
1 It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High:
2 To shew forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night,
3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound.
4 For thou, Lord, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.
5 O Lord, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep.

With joyful hearts, we raise our voice in praise,
To sing of God’s great name, Most High, divine.
At dawn, His steadfast love our souls does raise,
At night, His faithfulness in stars does shine.
The guitar’s sweet strings and harp’s exultant call
Resound with gladness for His mighty deeds.
His works, so vast, inspire our hearts to fall
In awe, where worship blooms like springtime seeds.

How great His hands have shaped the world’s design,
How deep His thoughts, beyond our human mind!
Our spirits leap, our songs with His entwine,
For He has wrought such wonders without end.
O Lord, Your name shall ever be our song,
In jubilation, we to You belong.