In Every Creation, A Hallelujah by Debbie Harris

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In Every Creation, A Hallelujah is a poetic hymn praising Jesus Christ, King of Kings and Lord of Lords, by celebrating His divine glory in 29 elements of creation. Each stanza begins with “In every” followed by a natural or cosmic element—flowers, sunsets, sunrises, grass, skies, animals, stars, moons, planets, trees, gemstones, snowflakes, mountains, hills, forests, oceans, rivers, streams, soil, rain, clouds, breezes, heartbeats, souls, deserts, valleys, lightning, seasons, and coral reefs—described vividly (e.g., “In every desert, blooming through the sand,” “In every lightning, flashing His command”). These elements collectively sing a “hallelujah, pure and grand” to Christ, whose love is eternal. The poem closes with a triumphant affirmation of His unchanging sovereignty: “In every age, His crown shall never wane.”

In every flower, petals soft and bright,
In every sunset, painting skies with light,
In every sunrise, breaking night’s embrace,
In every blade of grass, kissed by morning’s grace,
In every azure sky, vast and boundless blue,
In every animal, wild and free and true,
In every star, a beacon in the night,
In every moon, aglow with silver light,
In every planet, spinning tales untold,
In every tree, with branches strong and bold,
In every gemstone, gleaming deep within,
In every snowflake, dancing on the wind,
In every mountain, reaching for the skies,
In every hill, where quiet beauty lies,
In every forest, whispering ancient lore,
In every ocean, roaring at the shore,
In every river, carving paths of peace,
In every stream, where sparkling waters leap,
In every soil, nurturing life’s refrain,
In every drop of rain, a tear of sacred gain,
In every cloud, adrift in heaven’s dome,
In every breeze, where love’s sweet breath calls home,
In every heartbeat, pulsing with His call,
In every soul, redeemed from Adam’s fall,
In every desert, blooming through the sand,
In every valley, sheltered by His hand,
In every lightning, flashing His command,
In every season, turning by His plan,
In every coral, glowing in the deep,

Is found a hallelujah, pure and grand,
To Jesus Christ, whose love shall ever stand—
King of Kings, and Lord of Lords supreme,
In every age, His crown shall never wane.

The Canticle of Spring’s Eternal Praise to Jesus Christ, King of Kings by Debbie Harris

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Summary of “The Canticle of Spring’s Eternal Praise to Jesus Christ, King of Kings”

This six-stanza, 48-line poem celebrates Jesus Christ as the sovereign “King of Kings” through the imagery of spring’s blossoms and creation’s worship. Each stanza portrays elements of spring—cherry blooms, tulips, willows, dogwoods, larkspurs, violets, roses, rivers, and sparrows—as a vibrant choir praising Christ. The poem weaves in multiple biblical titles for Jesus, including “Lord of Lords,” “Lamb of God,” “Alpha and Omega,” “Prince of Peace,” “Root of Jesse,” “Lion of Judah,” “Word Made Flesh,” and “Emmanuel,” reflecting His redemptive work and divine majesty. Specific symbols, like the dogwood’s cross-shaped petals and tulips’ blood-red hue, evoke Christ’s sacrifice, while the season’s renewal mirrors His eternal life. The tone is reverent and grandiose, presenting spring as an unending anthem of creation’s devotion to Christ, culminating in a call for all seasons to join in praising Him as the source of hope and glory.

In the tender blush of morning’s golden gleam,
Where spring awakens from its wintry dream,
The blossoms unfurl, a radiant throng,
To sing the glory of the Savior’s song.
O Jesus Christ, the everlasting King,
The Lord of Lords, whom heavens’ anthems ring,
Your name resounds where petals soft abide,
In nature’s choir, Your truth is magnified.

The orchard blooms in halos pure and white,
Each cherry flower a beacon of Your light.
They sway in breezes, whispering Your grace,
O Lamb of God, who met the cross’s embrace.
The tulips red, like blood upon the tree,
Proclaim the sacrifice that set us free.
Their vibrant cups lift high in reverent call,
To You, the Alpha, Omega, All in All.

The willow bends where rivers carve their way,
Its branches swaying in a hymn of day.
The sparrows trill, their notes a sacred fire,
To laud the Son, the Father’s heart’s desire.
The violets, meek, in purple robes arrayed,
Reflect the meekness of the price You paid.
O Prince of Peace, Your mercy gently springs,
And bids the earth to crown You King of Kings.

From mountain’s crest to valley’s verdant floor,
Creation’s voice ascends forevermore.
The dogwood’s cross, its petals etched with red,
Recalls the thorns that crowned Your sacred head.
The larkspur soars, a spire of sapphire blue,
A tower of praise that points to only You.
O Root of Jesse, Lion of Judah’s line,
Your reign is woven in each vine’s design.

No frost can still the anthem of the spring,
No shadow dim the joy Your name will bring.
The roses burst, their fragrance fills the air,
A testament to love beyond compare.
O Word Made Flesh, who spoke and worlds were made,
Your glory shines where blossoms never fade.
Through every bud, through every leaf’s embrace,
We see Your heart, Your everlasting grace.

So let the seasons join in endless song,
Let every flower to Your throne belong.
From dawn’s first light to twilight’s gentle close,
The springtime sings where Your redemption flows.
O Jesus Christ, Emmanuel, our King,
The Source, the Life, the Hope of everything—
Forever blooms Your name in radiant springs,
The Hallelujah of the King of Kings.

Spring’s Anthem by Debbie Harris

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Beneath the dawn, where soft winds sing,
Blossoms burst in vibrant spring.
Each petal hums, each leaf takes wing,
To praise the Christ, the King of Kings.

The cherry blooms in radiant white,
A chorus gleaming in the light.
The tulips rise, their colors bright,
Proclaiming Him who reigns in might.

The sparrow’s song, the river’s hymn,
Resound with love that knows no dim.
From earth to sky, all life begins
To laud the Lord, the Sovereign.

O Jesus Christ, eternal King,
Your glory makes creation ring.
In every bud, Your name we bring,
Forever blooms Your holy spring.


The Surpassing Glory Of Heavenly Redemption Over Worldly Treasures by Debbie Harris

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Summary of “Sonnet: The Surpassing Glory of Heavenly Redemption Over Worldly Treasures”

This Shakespearean sonnet contrasts the fleeting allure of earthly wealth with the eternal hope and glory found in heaven through repentance and faith in Jesus Christ. The first quatrain describes the world’s temporary riches, which fade like dew and cannot satisfy the sinful heart. The second quatrain introduces heaven’s surpassing hope, where Christ’s grace offers eternal peace to the repentant sinner. The third quatrain critiques the emptiness of worldly gain, noting that material wealth holds no value at death. The final couplet celebrates Christ’s boundless love, which

The earth with glittering gold does tempt the soul,
Its fleeting hopes in wealth and power dressed.
Yet all its splendor plays a hollow role,
For dust returns, and leaves the heart unblest.

But heaven’s hope, through Christ’s redeeming love,
Outshines the stars, eternal, pure, and bright.
The sinner, penitent, ascends above,
To glory boundless in the Savior’s light.

No earthly coin can purchase peace divine,
No mortal crown can match the throne of grace.
In Jesus’ arms, the weary soul does find
A hope that time nor death can e’er erase.

While earth’s vain dreams dissolve in fleeting scope,
In Christ alone we find true heavenly hope.

Crowned in Celestial Splendor: The Faithful’s Stand in Holy Courts by Debbie Harris

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Summary of the Sonnet: “Crowned in Celestial Splendor: The Faithful’s Stand in Holy Courts”

This Shakespearean sonnet, inspired by Revelation 3:11-12, celebrates the triumph of steadfast faith. It urges the faithful to hold fast to their beliefs amidst trials, ensuring their divine crown—symbolizing victory and divine reward—remains secure. The poem promises that the victorious will become unyielding pillars in God’s eternal temple, forever free from earthly struggles and bound to divine love. Their souls will be inscribed with God’s name, the radiant New Jerusalem, and Christ’s new name, signifying their eternal place in heaven’s glory. The sonnet concludes with a triumphant call to rise in divine light, claiming an everlasting place in God’s holy courts.

O hold thy faith, though tempests fiercely roar,
For soon the King in splendor shall descend.
Let not thy crown be snatched by doubt’s cruel lore,
But stand thou firm where righteous hopes attend.

A pillar shalt thou be in God’s great hall,
Unshaken, bound to sacred courts above.
No more to wander, freed from mortal thrall,
Thy soul enshrined in everlasting love.

His name divine shall on thy heart be writ,
With New Jerusalem’s bright, heavenly blaze,
Its gleaming walls where saints in rapture sit,
And Christ’s new name shall crown thy victor’s days.

So rise, O soul, in triumph’s radiant might,
And claim thy place within His holy light.

Decalogue in Verse: Sonnets on the Ten Commandments by Debbie Harris

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The ten sonnets, each tied to a Ten Commandment (Exodus 20:1–17), distill their moral and spiritual core in Shakespearean form (14 lines, iambic pentameter, ABAB CDCD EFEF GG). They promote sole worship of God, rejection of idols, reverence for His name, Sabbath rest, respect for parents, sanctity of life, fidelity in marriage (addressing single and married without first person in the seventh sonnet), honesty, truth, and contentment. Together, they uphold devotion to God and personal integrity, guiding individuals toward righteous living and inner peace.

First Commandment: You shall have no other gods before Me.

No rival gods shall claim the heart’s high throne,
For One alone deserves all worship true.
False idols carved of wood or gleaming stone
Dissolve when matched against the Lord’s purview.
The stars, the seas, the mountains vast and wide
All sing His name, Creator of their frame.
No fleeting power dares to stand beside
The boundless might that kindles heaven’s flame.
Yet mortals stray, enticed by fleeting gain,
To bow before what fades beneath His gaze.
Return, O soul, to Him who breaks the chain,
And find in truth the source of endless days.
Sole Sovereign reigns, unmatched in love and might,
His glory fills the day, His peace the night.


Second Commandment: You shall not make for yourself an idol.

No graven image dares to steal the place
Of Him who formed the heavens with a word.
Vain hands that craft a god of lifeless face
Defy the truth where holy light is stirred.
The molten calf, the totem, or the shrine,
All crumble under time’s unyielding tread.
The heart that seeks the sacred and divine
Finds God in spirit, not in stone or lead.
No symbol wrought by mortal skill can hold
The majesty that spans eternity.
Let worship rise, untainted, pure, and bold,
To One unseen, yet known in liberty.
Cast down the idols, let their altars fall,
For God alone is worthy of the call.


Third Commandment: You shall not misuse the name of the Lord your God.

The name of God, a sacred, holy sound,
Shall not be dragged through vain or careless speech.
Its weight commands the heart to stand profound,
Not flung in jest where folly dares to reach.
A vow untrue, a curse that lightly flies,
Defiles the tongue and scorns the heavens’ grace.
The lips that honor Him with truth arise,
Their words a mirror of His boundless face.
No oath shall bind what righteousness denies,
Nor cloak deceit beneath a holy veil.
The name divine, when spoken, lifts the skies,
Its power endures where mortal tongues prevail.
Guard well the name that holds creation’s key,
And speak with awe the Lord’s eternity.


Fourth Commandment: Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy.

The seventh day, a gift of sacred rest,
Invites the soul to pause from earthly toil.
Its hours, by God’s own sanctity caressed,
Renew the spirit on this hallowed soil.
No labor bends the back, no burdens press,
For freedom reigns where worship lifts the heart.
The Sabbath calls to ponder and profess
The One who set this holy day apart.
From dawn to dusk, let gratitude ascend,
In quiet thought or song of joyful praise.
The world’s demands shall neither break nor bend
This time to walk in God’s unhurried ways.
Keep holy, then, this day of sweet release,
And find in rest the promise of His peace.


Fifth Commandment: Honor your father and your mother.

Respect shall crown the parents’ guiding hand,
Whose love and labor shape the tender years.
Their wisdom, though at times not understood,
Binds family ties where trust and duty stand.
No scorn should cloud the reverence that’s due,
For through their care, life’s lessons find their start.
The young and old, in harmony renewed,
Grow strong when honor dwells within the heart.
Though flaws may mark the path they’ve walked before,
Their sacrifice demands a grateful mind.
To honor them is blessing, not a chore,
A chain of love that time shall not unbind.
Long life and peace shall follow those who heed,
This call to cherish parents’ sacred creed.


Sixth Commandment: You shall not murder.

No hand shall rise to steal a breath away,
For life, by God’s own hand, is knit and sealed.
Each soul, a spark of heaven’s boundless day,
Bears sacred worth no hatred dares to yield.
The blade, the word, the wrath that fuels the fire,
All break the bond of love’s eternal plan.
To kill is to defy the heart’s desire,
And stain the earth where fellowship began.
Yet mercy calls the violent to repent,
To turn from death and seek the light of grace.
Forgiveness heals where bitter hearts are spent,
Restoring peace to life’s embattled space.
Let love prevail, let every soul abide,
For God alone gives life none may divide.


Seventh Commandment: You shall not commit adultery.

(No first person, addressing single and married)
The sacred bond of marriage, pure and strong,
Demands fidelity from those who vow.
No wandering heart shall break its holy song,
Nor seek in lust what covenant disallows.
For married souls, the promise must endure,
A trust unbroken by deceit’s cruel art.
The single, too, shall keep their passions pure,
And guard the sanctity of every heart.
No fleeting thrill can match the steady flame
Of love that honors God’s ordained design.
Temptation’s call, though cloaked in fleeting fame,
Betrays the soul and taints the love divine.
Let all, unwed or joined, uphold this truth,
And walk in chastity through age and youth.


Eighth Commandment: You shall not steal.

No hand shall take what rightfully belongs
To neighbor, friend, or stranger in the way.
Theft breaks the trust that heals a world of wrongs,
And clouds the heart with greed’s unyielding sway.
The coin, the time, the honor that’s another’s,
All bear the mark of justice, pure and fair.
To seize them wounds the bond that makes us brothers,
And leaves the soul in poverty’s despair.
Yet righteousness restores what theft has torn,
Through restitution and a contrite plea.
The hand that gives shall find its wealth reborn,
In generosity’s unending sea.
Leave others’ goods untouched, and walk upright,
For honesty reflects the truest light.


Ninth Commandment: You shall not give false testimony against your neighbor.

No tongue shall weave a lie to harm or snare,
Nor twist the truth to wound a neighbor’s name.
False words ignite a fire none can repair,
And cast on innocence unearned shame.
The court, the street, the whispered tale that stings,
All falter when deceit becomes their guide.
Truth stands as virtue’s shield, its anthem sings,
Where honesty and justice coincide.
To speak with candor, free from guile’s intent,
Is to reflect the God who sees all things.
Let every word align with what is meant,
And guard the peace that faithful witness brings.
Bear truth alone, though lies may tempt the mind,
For in its light, true fellowship we find.


Tenth Commandment: You shall not covet.

No heart shall crave what lies beyond its own,
Nor envy wealth or joy in others’ hands.
Covetous thoughts, like seeds of discord sown,
Unravel peace and break love’s sacred bands.
The neighbor’s house, their goods, their favored state,
Are not for longing, but for grateful cheer.
Desire unchecked breeds only bitter fate,
And blinds the soul to blessings ever near.
Contentment finds its root in God’s good will,
His gifts sufficient for the heart’s true need.
Let thankfulness the restless spirit still,
And free the mind from envy’s grasping greed.
Rejoice in what is given, great or small,
For God’s provision satisfies it all.

The Beauty of Christ’s Salvation: A Soul Transformed into a Vessel of Holy Zeal by Debbie Harris

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This Petrarchan sonnet celebrates the transformative power of Jesus’ salvation, depicting the miraculous renewal of a soul from sinfulness to holiness. In the octave (first eight lines), the soul is portrayed as lost in darkness, bound by sin’s guilt and chaotic passions, with no hope until Jesus intervenes with His merciful love. His grace dispels the shadows, initiating a divine transformation. The sestet (final six lines) describes the result: the soul, cleansed of its “sins and wayward fire,” becomes a new creation filled with holy desires to love and serve God. The sonnet concludes by praising the miracle of Christ’s grace, which triumphs over sin and death. Written in iambic pentameter with an ABAB CDCD EFEF GG rhyme scheme, the poem uses vivid imagery (e.g., storms, light, fire) to convey the dramatic shift from despair to divine purpose, emphasizing the beauty and power of redemption.

When lost in sin, the soul in darkness dwells,
A captive bound by chains of guilt and shame,
Its passions wild, like storms that surge and swell,
No hope to rise, no light to call by name.
Yet Jesus comes, with love that breaks the night,
His mercy soft, a whisper to the heart,
He speaks, and lo, the shadows flee in flight,
A new creation forms, a holy art.

The old is gone—its sins and wayward fire—
Replaced by joys divine, a sacred call,
His Spirit stirs the soul with pure desire,
To love, to serve, to give to Him our all.
O miracle of grace, His power to save,
Transforms the heart, victorious o’er the grave.

On Upholding God’s Command to Love and Forgive When Slander Destroys a Blameless Name, Rejecting Vengeance in Favor of Christ’s Mercy and Divine Justice by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “On Upholding God’s Command to Love and Forgive When Slander Destroys a Blameless Name, Rejecting Vengeance in Favor of Christ’s Mercy and Divine Justice,” explores the response to slander that ruins a reputation. It contrasts the worldly impulse to seek revenge by harming the slanderer with the righteous choice to follow God’s commands, rooted in Luke 6:33-36 (KJV). These commands urge loving enemies, blessing those who curse, and showing mercy without expecting reward, surpassing the transactional behavior even sinners exhibit. The poem depicts the righteous turning the other cheek, giving graciously, and bearing the pain of slander without spite, as taught by Christ. It concludes with a rejection of hate, a trust in God’s plan, and a commitment to leave judgment to Christ, the Son of Man, emphasizing peace through obedience to divine mercy and justice.

When slander’s poison taints a blameless name,
And vicious lies seek innocence to rend,
The world entices souls to play the game,
To crush the false in haste to make amend.
Yet God’s decree shines clear through hate’s disguise:
Bless those who curse, love foes with steadfast heart.
Though reputations fall beneath such lies,
The righteous shun the urge to tear apart.
For Christ commands to turn the stricken cheek,
To give with grace, yet seek no earthly gain.
His mercy bids the wronged His path to seek,
To bear the wound, yet let no spite remain.
Thus, scorning hate, they trust in heaven’s plan,
And leave all judgment to the Son of Man.

A Meditation on Luke 6:33, Wherein Christ Questions the Merit of Doing Good Solely to Those Who Return Kindness, Urging a Higher Love by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “A Meditation on Luke 6:33, Wherein Christ Questions the Merit of Doing Good Solely to Those Who Return Kindness, Urging a Higher Love,” reflects on Luke 6:33 (KJV), which challenges the value of doing good only to those who reciprocate, as even sinners do this. It critiques the ease of transactional kindness, noting that such acts lack true merit since they are common and self-serving. The poem contrasts this with Christ’s call to a higher, selfless love—exemplified by blessing enemies and giving without expecting reward. It concludes by urging readers to transcend selfish deeds and embrace a purer love that aligns with divine virtue, promising spiritual fulfillment.

What merit lies in kindness to the kind,
When sinners mirror such with equal ease?
To love but those who love, the heart is blind,
For selfish deeds like these can never please.
To lend with hope of gain, what thanks are due?
The worldly barter thus, expecting pay.
But Christ commands a love both pure and true:
To bless the foe, to give, yet seek no gain.
No recompense on earth need we pursue,
For heaven’s prize awaits the merciful soul.
Like God, who loves the wicked and unjust,
We show His grace, and thus our hearts make whole.
So let us love as He, with mercy free,
And children of the Highest we shall be.

I Will Bless the Lord Who Has Given Me Counsel by Debbie Harris

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This Shakespearean sonnet, inspired by Psalm 16:7-9 (KJV), expresses heartfelt praise for God’s guidance, steadfast presence, and the joy and hope they bring. The speaker blesses the Lord for His wise counsel, which illuminates their path and guides them, especially in quiet moments of reflection. By keeping God ever in focus, the speaker finds unshakable strength and confidence, unaffected by fear. This faith results in a joyful heart, a spirit lifted in praise, and a body resting securely in God’s grace. The sonnet concludes by affirming God as a constant source of joy and peace, leading the speaker to eternal tranquility. Written in iambic pentameter with an ABAB CDCD EFEF GG rhyme scheme, the poem uses serene imagery (e.g., “lights my way,” “quiet night,” “boundless grace”) to convey a universal, uplifting message without assuming life’s struggles, making it accessible and hopeful for all readers.

I bless the Lord, whose counsel lights my way,
His wisdom whispers truth to heart and mind;
In quiet night, His words my soul array,
And guide me gently where His will I find.

The Lord I set forever in my sight,
My constant strength, my ever-present guide;
With Him beside me, steadfast in His might,
No fear can shake the hope where I abide.

My heart is glad, my spirit lifts in song,
My tongue rejoices in His boundless grace;
In Him my flesh shall rest, secure and strong,
For love divine illumes my dwelling place.

O Lord, my joy, my refuge ever near,
Thy counsel leads to peace through every year.