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.

A Glorious Christmas Tribute to Jesus Christ: The Eternal King of Kings and Lord of Lords Born in Bethlehem’s Manger by Debbie Harris

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A Glorious Christmas Tribute to Jesus Christ: The Eternal King of Kings and Lord of Lords Born in Bethlehem’s Manger” is a devotional Christmas poem that celebrates the Incarnation and divine majesty of Jesus Christ. The poem opens with the humble Nativity scene: the eternal King of Kings and Lord of Lords lying in a manger under the guiding star, worshipped by angels and shepherds despite His lack of earthly splendor. It emphasizes the mystery of the Incarnation—the Eternal Word becoming flesh to redeem humanity from sin. Subsequent stanzas exalt Jesus with biblical titles: Prince of Peace, Alpha and Omega, Living Bread, Saving Word, and Lamb of God. It recalls the Magi’s gifts foreshadowing His death and kingship, and proclaims His virgin birth, divine nature, and atoning sacrifice. The poem culminates in joyful adoration, offering glory, laud, and honor to Christ the eternal King, with a plea for Him to reign in believers’ hearts. It closes on a triumphant note of worship, inviting all to bless the majestic Lord of Lords on Christmas night and forever. Overall, the poem is a heartfelt hymn of praise that contrasts Christ’s humble birth with His supreme sovereignty, inviting readers to rejoice in the Savior’s coming and eternal reign.

In Bethlehem’s humble manger low,
Beneath a star that burned with heaven’s glow,
The King of Kings in swaddling lay,
The Lord of Lords, the Light of Day.

No crown of gold upon His brow,
Yet angels sang and shepherds bowed;
The Eternal Word in flesh appeared,
To conquer sin and dry each tear.

O Jesus Christ, Thou Prince of Peace,
Thy love shall never fade nor cease;
From David’s throne Thou reign’st supreme,
Redeemer of the world’s lost dream.

The wise men brought their gifts of praise,
Foreseeing glory through endless days;
Myrrh, frankincense, and gold they bore
To worship Him whom heavens adore.

Thou art the Alpha and Omega, Lord,
The Living Bread, the Saving Word;
By virgin born, yet God divine,
Thy blood has made the sinner Thine.

All glory, laud, and honor be
To Christ the King eternally;
Hosanna in the highest strain—
Come, reign in us, and reign again!

This Christmas night we lift our song
To Thee, O Lamb, where saints belong;
Forever crowned with majesty,
Our King of Kings, our Lord of Lords—bless Thee!

I Am His And He Is Mine by Debbie Harris

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This concise poem is a joyful expression of Christian faith and devotion to Jesus Christ.

It opens with a declaration that the name “Jesus” causes the speaker’s heart to sing—an immediate, exuberant response of praise and delight.

The poem then affirms a profound truth: “For I am His and He is mine.” This line conveys complete ownership and belonging: the speaker belongs fully to Christ (“I am His”), and Christ belongs fully to the speaker (“He is mine”). It reflects the biblical reality of salvation, where the believer is redeemed, adopted, and united with Christ in an unbreakable covenant relationship.

In just a few lines, the poem distills the heart of the gospel: joy in the person of Jesus, and the security of belonging to Him forever. It is a simple yet powerful testimony of faith, gratitude, and assurance in one’s relationship with the Savior. ✨

The name Jesus
makes my heart
sing!
For I am His
and He is mine!

Hidden Crowns And Treasures In Holy Scripture by Debbie Harris

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The poem is a single, powerful line proclaiming the glorious truth that believers, royally redeemed by Christ, have priceless eternal treasures—wisdom, forgiveness, crowns of glory—waiting to be discovered in the pure and flawless Word of our Triune God (Father, Son, and Holy Spirit).

It’s an invitation to seek and find heavenly riches hidden in Scripture. 👑📖✝️

1 Peter 2:9 (ESV)
But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light.

Ephesians 1:7 (ESV)
In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of his grace.

Matthew 13:44 (ESV)
“The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.”

Psalm 12:6 (ESV)
The words of the LORD are pure words, like silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times.

Proverbs 30:5 (ESV)
Every word of God proves true; he is a shield to those who take refuge in him.

Matthew 28:19 (ESV)
Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

Royally redeemed

treasures await

you in the flawless

Word of Our Triune God!