Heroes And Heroines For Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

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Every life lived for the glory of Jesus Christ, our Savior,
Is a heroic servant’s poem, etched in grace divine.
Not forged in thunder of kings or crowns of gold,
But in quiet surrender, where the soul is boldly sold
To the King who bled on Calvary’s tree,
Redeeming the broken, setting captives free.

Verse by verse, in trials’ fierce refrain,
The faithful scribe their story through joy and pain:
A mother’s prayer at dawn’s first light,
A laborer’s hands callused in the fight
Against the shadows of a fallen world,
Where love’s quiet banner is unfurled.

No epic halls or laurels bright adorn
The servant’s path, worn thin by thorns;
Yet in each act of mercy, each forgiving word,
Echoes the Savior’s voice, profoundly heard.
Feeding the hungry, clothing the bare,
Bearing the cross with unwavering stare—
These are the stanzas, bold and true,
Penned by hearts transformed, made anew.

Oh, heroic souls, in humble rhyme you shine,
Reflecting Christ’s light, eternally thine.
For in serving Him, the poem unfolds,
A testament of glory, in stories untold.
Every knee bent low, every voice raised high,
Proclaims the Savior who reigns on high.

Live on, dear servants, in this sacred art,
Your lives a masterpiece, close to His heart.
For Jesus, our Lord, the Author of all,
Turns obedience to ode, and weakness to call.
Amen.

Conviction, Repentance, and Resurrection: The Step-by-Step Miracle of Being Born Again in Christ Jesus by Debbie Harris

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Summary of “Conviction, Repentance, and Resurrection: The Step-by-Step Miracle of Being Born Again in Christ Jesus”

This extended poem chronicles the profound spiritual journey of Christian salvation and rebirth through Jesus Christ, structured as a sequential, step-by-step process rooted in biblical principles. It unfolds in poetic verses, blending imagery of darkness yielding to light, death giving way to life, and human frailty transformed by divine grace.

  • Conviction (Awakening to Sin): The poem begins with a lost soul adrift in worldly emptiness, stirred by the Holy Spirit’s gentle conviction. Like rain on dry ground, guilt pierces the heart, shattering denial and prompting tears of realization—the essential first step of recognizing one’s need for God.
  • Repentance (Turning from Sin): Sorrow leads to humble confession and surrender. The penitent kneels, casting off pride and vices like autumn leaves, creating a contrite heart ready for mercy. This act of turning away from the old life burns away impurities, paving the way for true freedom.
  • Faith and Baptism (Dying and Rising with Christ): Belief in Jesus’ sacrificial death on the cross ignites trust. Baptism symbolizes burial of the old self in water, washing away sins through His blood, followed by emergence as a resurrected being—erased past, no lingering chains.
  • Indwelling of the Holy Spirit (New Birth): The Spirit descends like a dove or flame, filling the soul with power and making the believer a new creation, a child of God. Clothed in righteousness, the inward person is renewed, bearing fruits like love, joy, and peace, guided by Scripture.
  • Discipleship and Growth (Walking in Faith): Daily life involves prayer, worship, fellowship, and service. Armor against temptation—faith’s shield and truth’s sword—fortifies the journey. Trials refine character, community sharpens resolve, and perseverance builds toward maturity, from glory to glory.
  • Perseverance and Culmination (Eternal Resurrection): Amid challenges, hope anchors the soul. The poem crescendos to the final resurrection: a glorified body in heaven, free from pain, united with Christ. The entire process glorifies God, portraying rebirth as a symphony of mercy—from earthly awakening to eternal rest.

Overall, the poem emphasizes themes of grace, redemption, and transformation, portraying being “born again” (John 3:3) not as a single event but a miraculous, progressive miracle enabled solely by Jesus’ love, culminating in everlasting praise. It serves as an inspirational ode to faith’s transformative power, accessible yet deeply theological.

In the shadows of a soul once lost and torn,
A wanderer drifts through valleys dark and worn.
The weight of sin, like chains that bind the heart,
Whispers of despair, pulling worlds apart.
Eyes blind to grace, ears deaf to heaven’s call—
The first step: conviction, the Spirit’s thrall.
A stirring deep, a prick upon the conscience clear,
Awakening the need for something near.

Repentance blooms, a turning from the night,
Confessing wrongs beneath the Savior’s light.
Knees bend low in sorrow’s humble plea,
“Forgive me, Lord, and set my spirit free.”
The old self cracks, like tombs that roll away,
Dying to flesh in waters of the fray.
Buried with Him in baptism’s sacred tide,
The past dissolves where grace and truth abide.

From depths arise, renewed by faith’s embrace,
Believing in the cross, the empty space.
Jesus’ blood, the ransom paid in full,
Washes clean, makes scarlet white as wool.
The Holy Spirit descends like dove’s soft wing,
Filling the void, making dead hearts sing.
A new creation, born of water and the Word,
Alive in Christ, where once the soul was blurred.

Now walk in light, with steps ordained anew,
Fruits of the Spirit in all you say and do.
Love, joy, peace—the armor of the faith,
Guarding the heart from temptation’s wraith.
Fellowship grows in the body of the King,
Worship and service, letting praises ring.
No longer slave, but child of God above,
Eternal life, wrapped in unending love.

At journey’s end, the promise shines so bright,
Transformed forever in His glorious sight.
Born again by Jesus, step by faithful step,
From death to life, in His eternal kept.
The veil is lifted, heaven’s gates ajar—
Redeemed, restored, a shining guiding star.
In Him we rise, reborn and ever free,
Glory to the Lamb for eternity.

Souls for Jesus: Our Eternal Purpose, Sacred Privilege, and Unquenchable Passionate Mission in the Harvest Fields by Debbie Harris

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Souls for Jesus! This is our purpose,
Etched in the stars by the Father’s hand,
A calling that echoes through time’s vast circuit,
To seek the lost in every land.
From the throne of grace, the mandate rings clear,
Go forth, disciple, draw them near.

Souls for Jesus! This is our privilege,
A sacred honor, a crown to wear,
Not earned by might, but by His bridge—
The cross that tore the veil in prayer.
We stand as ambassadors, clothed in light,
Bearing the Gospel through day and night.

Souls for Jesus! This is our passionate mission,
A flame unquenched by storm or doubt,
Hearts ablaze in holy ignition,
Shouting His love where shadows shout.
In streets and fields, the harvest waits,
Ripe with souls at heaven’s gates.

Awaken, believer, to the urgent plea,
The fields are white, the workers few (John 4:35),
With Bible in hand and bent on knee,
Proclaim the One who makes all new.
From city sprawl to desert sand,
Win them for Christ with outstretched hand.

No greater joy than a soul reborn,
Baptized in waters of grace divine,
Freed from chains where sin had torn,
Now walking paths where angels shine.
Our purpose pulses in every vein,
Privilege lifts us through joy and pain.

Souls for Jesus—let the chorus swell,
In boardrooms bold or prison cell,
A mission passionate, truth to tell:
That Jesus saves from the grip of hell.
Unquenchable fire, let it burn bright,
Till earth’s last soul beholds the Light.

For this we live, for this we die,
Eternal purpose in His eye,
Sacred privilege, under sky—
Passionate mission, souls drawn nigh
To Jesus, King, forevermore,
In harvest fields, we seek, we soar!

Souls For Jesus by Debbie Harris

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In the quiet dawn or midnight’s plea,
We chase the lost on bended knee.
Souls for Jesus, our battle cry,
A privilege etched in heaven’s sky.

With hearts aflame, we boldly go,
Planting seeds where wild winds blow.
Passionate mission, divine decree—
To draw the wanderers, set them free.

From streets of stone to hearts of clay,
His love redeems, lights the way.
Souls for Jesus! Echo the call,
Till every knee bows, one and all.

Jubilant Riches Unveiled: The Holy Scriptures as the True Christian’s Glorious Treasure Trove of Endurance, Encouragement, and Everlasting Hope by Debbie Harris

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The poem, under the jubilant title Jubilant Riches Unveiled: The Holy Scriptures as the True Christian’s Glorious Treasure Trove of Endurance, Encouragement, and Everlasting Hope!, exuberantly portrays the Bible as an incomparable heavenly treasure chest overflowing with spiritual riches exclusively for true believers in Christ.

It opens by likening Scripture to a divine vault of gold and jewels, evoking praise and joy (“Hallelujah!”) as it references Romans 15:4, emphasizing how ancient writings were penned to instruct and liberate souls.

The core stanzas celebrate three key gems:

  • Endurance as resilient diamonds and rubies, strengthened through trials.
  • Encouragement as flowing pearls and comforting whispers from Psalms and prophets, uplifting the weary.
  • Hope as a vast sapphire sea of eternal promise, far surpassing earthly wealth.

The poem culminates in a triumphant call to rejoice, dive into this opulent inheritance, and unite in song, affirming the Word’s living power as the ultimate crown of gold in Christ’s name—igniting jubilant faith and bold testimony for every disciple. Overall, it’s a rapturous ode to Scripture’s transformative bounty, blending biblical truth with vivid imagery of victory and delight.

In vaults of heaven, etched in gold divine,
The Scriptures gleam, a treasure pure and fine—
For every true disciple of the King,
A chest of jewels that makes the spirit sing!

Hallelujah! Burst forth in joyful praise,
These ancient words ignite eternal blaze:
“For all was written,” Romans cries with glee,
To teach our souls, set captive hearts free!

Endurance blooms like diamonds in the mine,
Forged in the fire of trials that refine;
Through storms and shadows, patience stands tall,
A ruby fortress, unyielding to the squall.

Encouragement cascades like rivers of pearl,
Comforting whispers in a weary world—
Psalms of triumph, prophets’ victorious call,
Lifting the fallen, enriching one and all!

And oh, the hope! A sapphire sea so vast,
Everlasting promise, holding steadfast;
No earthly riches compare to this delight,
The Bible’s bounty, our beacon in the night.

Rejoice, true Christian, in this opulent store,
Wealth beyond measure, forevermore—
Scripture’s embrace, our crown of living gold,
In Christ’s great name, our stories boldly told!

Dive deep, dear seeker, claim your royal share,
In every verse, God’s riches beyond compare;
Jubilant hearts unite in rapturous song,
The Word alive—our treasure, ever strong!

The Gift Of The Holy Scriptures by Debbie Harris

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In shadows deep where doubts assail,
The ancient words like beacons hail:
“For I know the plans I have for you,”
Declares the Lord, a promise true—
Not harm, but hope, a future bright,
Jeremiah’s voice pierces the night.

Through storms that rage and valleys low,
The Psalms remind us: “Weeping may go
For a night, but joy comes with dawn,”
In God’s embrace, we’re never forlorn.
Romans whispers grace untold,
“In hope we wait, though trials unfold.”

Eternal light in pages penned,
Scripture’s gift: our souls to mend.
It lifts the weary, steadies the frail,
A anchor sure where tempests prevail—
Hope everlasting, divine and pure,
In every verse, our hearts endure.

For Those Who Are Truly Redeemed, The True Treasure Of Life Is The Inerrant Holy Scriptures by Debbie Harris

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May the inerrant,

perfect, Holy

inspired, hope

producing, life- giving

transforming breath

of God found in the

Holy Scriptures be our

only true inestimable

treasure in our lives!

Worship, Praise, And Adore To Jesus Christ, King Of Kings And Lord Of Lords by Debbie Harris

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We worship and adore

our Triune God, the God

of impossibilities! Worship

the one true God, Jesus

Christ, Yeshua, our risen,

reigning, righteous, Lord!

Worship, praise, and adore

the one true King over all the earth!

A Sonnet in Tribute to President Donald J. Trump, Architect of Peace Empowered By Jesus Christ, Our Lord by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled A Sonnet in Tribute to President Donald J. Trump, Architect of Peace, is a 14-line Shakespearean sonnet that celebrates former President Donald J. Trump’s diplomatic efforts toward peace. It praises his leadership in fostering global harmony, specifically highlighting the Abraham Accords, which facilitated peace agreements between Israel and several Arab nations, and his summits with North Korea’s Kim Jong-un to ease tensions. The poem portrays Trump as a bold, visionary leader who avoided new wars, built bridges between adversaries, and pursued a world free of conflict. It concludes by affirming his lasting legacy as a president dedicated to peace, with his achievements etched in history.

In golden age, a leader bold arose,
With vision clear to calm a world’s unrest,
His voice, a beacon through the tempest’s throes,
To forge a path where nations’ hopes attest.

No wars anew did mar his steadfast reign,
Through Abraham’s accord, old foes embraced,
In Middle East, where once was bitter pain,
New bridges built, with enmity displaced.

His hand outstretched, he sought to mend the fray,
With strength and deal, he carved a calmer sea,
From Kim’s fierce north to lands in disarray,
He spoke of peace, a world from conflict free.

O Trump, thy name in history’s scroll shall gleam,
A president who dared to dream of peace’s theme.

In the Embrace of Freedom: A Sonnet Commemorating the Release of the Jewish Hostages 10-13-25 by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “In the Embrace of Freedom: A Sonnet Commemorating the Release of the Jewish Hostages,” celebrates the liberation of Jewish hostages from captivity. It vividly contrasts their past suffering—described as being bound in “shadowed vaults” and “iron chains” under the grip of hate—with the triumphant moment of their release. The poem portrays their freedom as a divine, miraculous event, marked by a radiant light breaking through despair. It highlights their return home from Gaza, emphasizing the joy and relief of their safe homecoming, with families reunited. The sonnet concludes with a call for widespread celebration, attributing their liberation to a higher power, symbolized as “heaven’s hand.”

In shadowed vaults where iron chains did bind,
The echoes of despair once filled the night,
Yet from the storm of strife, a light divine
Breaks forth, unyielding, fierce, and burning bright.
The Jewish captives, long in terror’s hold,
Held fast by hands of hate and hollow creed,
Now taste the air of home, their stories told
In whispers soft, where once was only need.

Oh, miracle of mercy, swift and sure,
The gates swing wide beneath the desert sun;
From Gaza’s grip, they rise, renewed, secure—
Mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, one by one.
Let joy resound in every heart and land:
The hostages are free—by heaven’s hand!