The Shepherd’s Voice Guiding the Flock Beyond the Greedy Rods of Prosperity’s Hirelings by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem contrasts the exploitative prosperity hirelings, who lure the flock with promises of wealth only to shear them for profit and abandon them to danger, with Jesus, the good shepherd. Their greedy traps fail, leaving souls vulnerable, while Christ offers selfless protection and guidance, laying down His life freely. His true voice leads to a safe, eternal pasture, far beyond their crumbling schemes.

They herd with rods of glittering bait,
Prosperity’s hirelings, smooth and sly,
“Follow us, your wealth’s assured,”
But their pens are traps where fleece runs dry.

Their voices boom, their hands collect,
Shearing flocks for private gain,
When wolves draw near, they flee the field,
Leaving lambs to storm and pain.

“I am the shepherd,” Christ declares,
A voice that knows each wandering soul,
No fee to join, no gold to give,
He lays down life to make us whole.

Their gates rust shut, their boasts unwind,
While Jesus leads through vale and strife,
His call rings true, His staff holds firm,
A pasture green with endless life.

The Light of Eternity Shining Through Christ Against the Blinding Glare of Prosperity’s Deceit by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem contrasts the blinding, deceptive light of prosperity preachers, who lure followers with promises of wealth, with the eternal, guiding light of Christ. Their fleeting, pride-fueled glow leads to shadows and confusion, while Jesus’ steady radiance offers free, clear direction to true life. The prosperity sparks fade, but His light pierces the haze, illuminating a path to endless, radiant hope.

They flash their beams from polished stages,
Prosperity’s prophets, dazzling bright,
“Follow this glow, your riches wait,”
But the glare blinds, a thief in sight.

Their lamps burn hot with golden hues,
A flicker fed by fleeting gain,
Shadows stretch where truth should stand,
A stumbling path through pride’s domain.

“I am the light,” Christ calmly shines,
A steady ray through darkest night,
No cost to claim, no wealth to chase,
A glow that leads to life aright.

Their sparks flare out, their boasts go dim,
While Jesus’ beam cuts through the haze,
One step with Him, the way grows clear,
A radiant dawn for endless days.

The Bread of Heaven Sustaining Souls Beyond the Empty Crumbs of Prosperity’s Greed by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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This poem pits the fleeting, moldy offerings of prosperity preachers—crumbs of wealth that fail to nourish—against the eternal bread of Christ. Their lavish promises turn to dust, leaving hunger unmet, while Jesus, the true loaf, satisfies the soul freely and forever. His sustenance triumphs over greed’s hollow feast, bringing renewal and life without end.

They scatter crumbs from gilded trays,
Prosperity’s hawkers, bold and loud,
“Feast on wealth, your hunger’s cure,”
But the morsels mold, a starving shroud.

Their tables gleam with hollow fare,
A banquet built on fleeting dust,
Bellies ache, though plates abound,
For greed’s dry crust betrays all trust.

“I am the bread,” Christ softly calls,
“Eat of Me, and never pine,”
No price to pay, no riches weighed,
A living loaf, both yours and mine.

Their stale heaps crumble, fade to ash,
While Jesus feeds the soul’s deep cry,
One taste of Him, and life’s renewed,
A feast eternal, none deny.

The Vine of Life Rooted in Christ Through the Born-Again Soul Against the Withered Branches of Prosperity’s Lies by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem contrasts the false prosperity gospel, which ties fruitfulness to wealth and leaves souls withered, with the true vine of Christ. Prosperity preachers promise a harvest through materialism, but their branches dry up, cut off from life. Only through being born again can souls root into Jesus, the vine who offers abundant life freely, not through riches. His grace sustains, while their lies collapse, yielding a fruitful, eternal existence.

They graft their branches to a hollow stem,
Prosperity’s voices, slick and sure,
“Cling to wealth, and you’ll bear fruit,”
But their vines droop, dry, and poor.

Leaves of greenbacks, roots in gold,
A harvest promised, yet never whole,
Withered hopes beneath the sun,
Cut off from life where true sap runs.

Born again, the soul takes root,
A new shoot breaks through stony ground,
Only then can hearts entwine,
With Him who makes all life abound.

“I am the vine,” Christ gently speaks,
“Abide in Me, and thrive complete,”
No coin to pay, no riches sought,
Just love that blooms where grace is wrought.

Their stalks collapse, their boasts decay,
While Jesus’ branch lifts night to day,
In Him alone, the soul’s sustained,
A fruitful life, forever gained.

The Wells of Living Truth Springing from Christ Alone Against the Stagnant Pools of Prosperity’s Greed by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem contrasts the false wells of prosperity preachers, dug for profit and offering muddy, lifeless water, with the pure, free-flowing living water of Christ. While their greedy promises leave souls thirsty and unfulfilled, Jesus’ voice brings a spring of eternal life to the heart. Their stagnant lies collapse, but His truth washes away greed, reviving souls with refreshing, everlasting hope.

They dig their wells with silver spades,
Prosperity’s heralds, loud and brash,
“Drink here, pay well, and thrive,” they boast,
But the water’s mud, a bitter cash.

Their buckets gleam, their profits rise,
Yet parched souls linger by the brim,
Stagnant pools of hollow hope,
A thirst no coin can ever dim.

But Jesus stands, His voice a stream,
“From Me flows water, pure and free,”
A spring that leaps within the heart,
Life eternal, deep as sea.

Their wells run dry, their lies submerge,
While Christ’s tide washes greed away,
One sip of Him, and souls emerge,
Refreshed, alive, in endless day.

The Yoke of Christ’s Truth Revealed Through the Born-Again Heart by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem contrasts the oppressive burden of prosperity preachers, who promise wealth for heavy offerings, with the light yoke of Christ’s truth. Their greed-driven chains weigh down souls, offering empty promises, while only through being born again can one receive Jesus’ gentle grace. His call brings rest and love, not material cost, lifting the heart above the world’s deceptive load to a peaceful, victorious path.

They heap their burdens high,
Prosperity’s priests with gleaming smiles,
“Carry this load of coin and care,
And wealth will crown your days.”

But the weight bends backs,
A yoke of chains forged in greed,
Promises clank like empty cans,
Dragging souls through dust and need.

Born anew, the heart awakens,
Eyes unscaled to see His face,
For only through that sacred birth,
Can souls receive His tender grace.

Then Jesus calls, soft and sure,
“My yoke is easy, my burden light,”
No gold required, no tithe to buy,
Just rest in love, in holy sight.

The world’s load crushes, deceives,
A treadmill chase for fleeting gain,
But Christ’s way lifts, His peace relieves,
A gentle path through storm and pain.

The Riches Of The Narrow Way by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem celebrates true wealth found in following Christ’s humble, narrow path, not in worldly silver or towers. It portrays this rugged way as a source of holy joy and divine victory, contrasting it with the world’s fleeting, deceptive riches. Through Christ’s steps, the soul gains mercy, peace, and an unstealable light, triumphing in righteousness over material snares.

Not in vaults of silver, nor in towers tall,
Do true riches gleam and call,
But in the steps of Christ, the lowly King,
Where holy joy begins to sing.

His narrow path, a rugged line,
Winds through thorns, yet shines divine,
No glittering hoard, no fleeting crown,
But victory won where grace abounds.

The world parades its gaudy wares,
Promising ease through golden snares,
Yet Christ’s way, though steep and tight,
Fills the soul with living light.

Rich in mercy, rich in peace,
A wealth no thief can seize,
For in His steps, the heart takes flight,
Triumphant on the road of right.

The Seed of Deceit Sown for Prosperity’s Lavish Harvest by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem condemns the “sow a seed” prosperity scam, where preachers promise a hundredfold return, only to hoard the wealth in luxurious excess—jets and marble halls—leaving sowers empty-handed. It reveals Satan as the source of this glittering temptation, embraced by lean-souled preachers, while Jesus offers a harvest of freed hearts, not gold, promising eternal life over earthly thrones.

“Sow your seed,” they cry, arms wide,
A hundredfold return, they swear,
Drop your dollars in their nets,
And watch the blessings pour like rain.

But the rain falls on their rooftops,
Gilded jets and marble halls,
While sowers stand with empty hands,
Their faith a pawn in lavish plans.

Satan whispers wealth’s sweet song,
A glittering bribe to bend the knee,
Prosperity preachers dance his tune,
Their coffers fat, their souls so lean.

Jesus spoke of fields not gold,
A harvest reaped in hearts set free,
No promise of a rich man’s throne,
But life eternal, pure, unseen.

The Treacherous Gospel Of Gain by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem denounces the prosperity gospel as a deceptive scheme, promising riches while hiding the true cross. It challenges this teaching with biblical truths—the widow’s mite and the camel through the needle’s eye—revealing its coldness toward the poor and obsession with wealth. Jesus’ compassion for the beggar at the rich man’s gate stands against this greed-driven creed, warning that it leads souls astray from the narrow way of grace.

They peddle promises wrapped in silk,
A gospel gleaming with golden lies,
“Give and grow rich,” they croon,
While the cross lies buried beneath their piles.

Prosperity, they say, is God’s great sign,
A blessing measured in cars and cash,
But what of the widow’s mite,
The camel threading the needle’s eye?

Their pulpits gleam, their voices soar,
Yet hearts grow cold to the poor outside,
For love of money cloaks their creed,
A thief that steals the soul’s true need.

Christ saw the beggar at wealth’s cold gate,
He bore the thorns, not a crown of ease,
Beware the gospel that sells His grace,
A treacherous path from the narrow way.

Sonnet Of True Riches by Debbie Harris

06 Sunday Apr 2025

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The poem urges the wealthy to reject pride in temporary riches, trusting instead in God’s eternal provision. It calls them to share generously, helping the needy, as true wealth lies in good deeds. Through being born again, their transformed hearts turn from loving money to pleasing God, seeking to bless all. Earthly wealth fades before God’s call, inspiring a prayer to give Christ everything.

The rich must shun the boast of fleeting gain,
For wealth’s a gift, not cause for haughty pride,
Their hope rests firm in God, who shall remain,
Not in the stores where rust and ruin bide.

With open hands they’re called to freely share,
To clothe the poor, to lift the low with cheer,
Thus true wealth grows in acts of tender care,
A treasure safe where thieves cannot come near.

Born anew, the rich gain hearts remade,
No longer bound to gold’s unyielding sway,
They yearn to please their Lord in every trade,
And seek the good of all in Christ’s own way.

So wealth of earth fades dim beneath His call,
May we give Christ our all in all.