A Sonnet of Staying True to Holy Scripture and Thereby Choosing the Narrow Road by Debbie Harris

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The poem is a resolute pledge to uphold Scripture’s enduring truth, choosing the “narrow road” of Christ over the lure of worldly praise. It rejects shallow fame for a firm walk with God, rooted in grace alone. The speaker stands as a steadfast root—unyielding and strong—anchored in divine purpose. It ends with a powerful vow to remain unshaken, guided by the Word.

The Word stands firm, a rock beneath my feet,
Though crowds may sway to winds of softer song,
I choose the path where few and faithful meet,
To walk with Christ, where truth has stood so long.

No laurels sought, no clamor for my name,
The scroll of grace my only claim to hold,
For wide roads gleam with gold and fleeting fame,
But narrow gates lead to the Shepherd’s fold.

Let others rise, their verses loud and grand,
I’ll scribe my lines in shadow, pure and still,
A steadfast root, unbroken by the land,
Yet known to Him who bends the heart and will.

Steadfast I stand, with Scripture as my guide,
In unshaken truth, my soul shall firm abide.

Sonnets Magnifying The Boundless Grace Bestowed Through The Mercy Of Christ Our Risen Lord by Debbie Harris

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Here’s a summary of the series “Sonnets Magnifying the Boundless Grace Bestowed Through the Mercy of Christ Our Risen Lord”, capturing the essence of the 10 sonnets, their Christ-centered focus, and the overarching narrative of grace. This condenses the themes, tone, and purpose into a concise overview, reflecting the completed work.


Summary of the Series

“Sonnets Magnifying the Boundless Grace Bestowed Through the Mercy of Christ Our Risen Lord” is a collection of 10 Shakespearean sonnets that exalt the transformative, boundless grace of Jesus Christ, the Risen Lord, as the cornerstone of redemption and mercy. Through a worshipful journey, the series explores grace as a divine gift—originating in Christ’s sacrifice, permeating human struggle, and culminating in eternal praise—offered freely to sinners through His mercy. Each sonnet magnifies a facet of grace, from its quiet power to its triumphant victory over sin and death, all under Christ’s sovereign lordship.

  1. The Fountainhead: Grace flows from Christ’s cross, a merciful gift that frees humanity from sin through His sacrificial love.
  2. The Unseen Light: Grace shines subtly in darkness, a sustaining force from Christ that guides the faithful through trials.
  3. The Sinner’s Plea: A repentant soul finds grace through Christ’s forgiveness, turning shame into glory by His redeeming power.
  4. The Quiet Gift: Grace enters silently, healing the humble with Christ’s gentle mercy, shunning the proud.
  5. The Covenant Renewed: Christ’s death renews God’s covenant, sealing grace as the law of love for the redeemed.
  6. The Strength Within: Grace empowers the weak, with Christ’s might shining through human frailty in times of need.
  7. The Harvest of Mercy: Grace yields a bountiful harvest, sown by Christ’s mercy, feeding souls with unearned abundance.
  8. The Bridge Eternal: Christ’s grace bridges the divide between God and man, His cross and resurrection paving the way to salvation.
  9. The Dawn of Redemption: Grace dawns with Christ’s resurrection, breaking death’s hold and ushering in eternal hope.
  10. The Endless Song: Grace inspires an eternal hymn in heaven, where Christ’s mercy crowns the redeemed in unending joy.

Themes and Tone

The series is deeply Christ-centered, with grace portrayed as an unmerited, transformative gift rooted in Christ’s crucifixion and resurrection. Key images—cross, light, harvest, bridge—evoke timeless spiritual truths, free of dated elements like cannons. The tone is reverent, exultant, and meditative, blending awe at Christ’s mercy with gratitude for His boundless grace. Grace is both personal (redeeming sinners) and (renewing creation), always tied to the Risen Lord’s love and power.

Purpose

These sonnets serve as poetic hymns, magnifying Christ’s grace as the heart of Christian faith. They invite reflection on its depth—offered to all through His mercy, not earned by works—and celebrate its eternal reach, from the cross to the heavenly throne. The series glorifies Christ as the source and sustainer of grace, inspiring worship and wonder.


Sonnets Magnifying the Boundless Grace Bestowed Through the Mercy of Christ Our Risen Lord

Sonnet I: The Fountainhead

From Christ’s pierced side, a stream of grace doth flow,
A boundless tide that washes sin away,
The cross, where mercy met our deepest woe,
Becomes the dawn of everlasting day.
No merit ours could earn this holy gift,
For love alone did bid the Savior die,
Through blood and thorns, He bore the rift,
And raised us up to realms beyond the sky.
The law condemned, but grace pronounced us free,
A pardon writ in scars upon His hands,
O risen Lord, Thy death’s sweet victory,
Fulfills the promise sown in ancient lands.
Eternal King, whose mercy knows no end,
Thy grace doth break the chains that once offend.


Sonnet II: The Unseen Light

In shadows deep, where mortal eyes grow dim,
Grace shines unseen, a beacon through the night,
Christ’s gentle hand extends to draw us in,
A silent force that turns our dark to light.
Though storms may rage and hearts in doubt may stray,
His mercy holds where human strength must fail,
A whispered peace amidst the wild fray,
A strength unseen within the Savior’s veil.
No eye hath seen the fullness of His care,
Yet every soul may feel its tender glow,
For grace abides where faith alone can dare,
To trust the love that mortals cannot know.
O Lord of light, who reigns in glory vast,
Thy grace sustains through all that time hath cast.


Sonnet III: The Sinner’s Plea

A wretch I knelt, with guilt my heavy load,
Till grace descended soft as morning dew,
Christ’s voice arose where judgment once abode,
And spoke the words, “My child, I maketh new.”
No stain too dark for mercy to erase,
No sin beyond the reach of love divine,
The cross hath borne the weight of my disgrace,
And turned my shame to glory by design.
What tongue can tell the wonder of this gift,
That bids the lost to rise and sin forsake?
Through Christ alone, my soul doth upward lift,
A sinner saved by grace for mercy’s sake.
O Savior, Thou who died to set me free,
Thy boundless grace hath claimed eternity.


Sonnet IV: The Quiet Gift

Not with loud trumpets doth His grace descend,
But in the stillness of a contrite heart,
Christ’s mercy flows where broken spirits bend,
A quiet balm to heal each hidden part.
The proud may scorn what humble souls receive,
Yet grace seeks not the boastful or the strong,
In meekness doth the risen Lord achieve,
A work of love that rights the ancient wrong.
No clamor marks the moment grace is sown,
Yet mountains move beneath its silent might,
For Christ hath claimed the weak as His own,
And bathed their dark in everlasting light.
O King of peace, whose whisper calms the sea,
Thy grace restores in quiet mystery.


Sonnet V: The Covenant Renewed

Through Christ, the law of grace hath been decreed,
A covenant of love to bind the free,
The Lamb who died fulfilled the ancient need,
And wrote our names in blood on Calvary.
No longer slaves to sin’s unyielding chain,
We stand redeemed beneath His risen reign,
For grace hath turned our loss to boundless gain,
A promise sealed through sacrificial pain.
The prophets spoke of mercy yet to come,
But Christ hath brought it near in flesh and bone,
His death and life the anthem we now hum,
A song of grace from Heaven’s holy throne.
O Lord, who reigns where angels bend the knee,
Thy grace renews what time could never see.


Sonnet VI: The Strength Within

When flesh grows frail and courage wanes at last,
Grace rises swift to bear the weary soul,
Christ’s power shines through trials darkly cast,
And makes the broken vessel wholly whole.
No storm too fierce for mercy to withstand,
No night too deep for love to pierce its veil,
The Savior’s strength is laid in every hand,
That clings to Him when mortal hopes grow pale.
Through weakness doth His grace most brightly shine,
A paradox of power none foresee,
For Christ hath turned our water into wine,
And bids us stand in His eternity.
O Risen One, who conquered death’s domain,
Thy grace upholds where all else proves in vain.


Sonnet VII: The Harvest of Mercy

The fields of grace yield fruit none can deserve,
A harvest sown by Christ’s redeeming hand,
Through mercy’s rain, the soul doth yet preserve,
A bounty reaped upon this sacred land.
Each seed of love He planted in our stead,
Hath grown to trees of everlasting peace,
The bread of life, His body freely shed,
Doth bid our hunger and our strife to cease.
No labor ours could earn this rich reward,
Yet grace bestows what justice would deny,
For Christ, our Shepherd, King, and risen Lord,
Hath paid the debt that none could satisfy.
O Giver of all good, whose mercy flows,
Thy grace doth bloom where mortal effort slows.


Sonnet VIII: The Bridge Eternal

A gulf once stood ‘twixt God and fallen man,
Till Christ, with grace, did bridge the vast divide,
His cross the span where mercy’s work began,
His risen life the path where we abide.
No chasm now can sunder us from love,
For grace hath built what sin could ne’er restore,
The Savior’s blood, descending from above,
Hath opened wide salvation’s blessed door.
Through Him alone we cross to glory’s shore,
A way prepared by hands once nailed and torn,
The grace of Christ, our refuge evermore,
Doth bear us up where souls are newly born.
O Lord, who spans the heavens with Thy might,
Thy grace hath brought us home to endless light.


Sonnet IX: The Dawn of Redemption

The dawn of grace breaks forth in radiant hue,
Where Christ arose to shatter death’s cold reign,
His mercy gilds the world with light anew,
And frees the captive soul from every chain.
The tomb lies bare, a testament of power,
That grace alone could rend the shroud apart,
Through Him, redemption blooms in every hour,
A risen hope to heal the contrite heart.
No dark of night can quench this holy flame,
For Christ hath triumphed o’er the grave’s despair,
His grace, the anthem angels now proclaim,
Doth lift us up to breathe celestial air.
O King of life, who conquered sin’s fell sting,
Thy grace redeems through all eternity sing.


Sonnet X: The Endless Song

In halls of gold, where saints and angels throng,
Grace reigns supreme, the theme of every strain,
Christ’s mercy crowns the souls who journeyed long,
And bids them sing where death hath lost its reign.
No tear shall dim the joy that grace hath wrought,
No shadow fall where love hath made its home,
Through Him who died, salvation dearly bought,
We stand before His everlasting dome.
The song of grace, eternal and profound,
Doth echo through the courts of Heaven’s bliss,
For Christ, our Lord, hath turned our lives around,
And granted peace no mortal tongue can miss.
O Risen Savior, King of endless day,
Thy grace inspires the song that ne’er shall fade.

Where Christ’s Sacred Splendor in Art Renews and Uplifts the Soul by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet portrays Christ-centered art—through its vivid colors, forms, and melodies—as a divine revelation of Jesus Christ’s sacred splendor. This beauty stirs the soul, drawing it from emptiness to peace through the grace it reflects. By showcasing Christ’s perfection and eternal love in every creation, the art acts as a bridge, guiding the heart in prayer toward Him. It unveils His glorious free gift of salvation, inspiring awe and renewal as it points to the Savior who completes all things, offering redemption freely to those who behold Him.

The canvas glows with hues of sacred light,
A brush of grace that calms the restless mind,
In every stroke, a whisper of the divine,
A beauty born where heaven meets our sight.

The soul, once starved, now feasts on silent song,
A hymn of color, form, and tender care,
Through art, the heart ascends in humble prayer,
To find its peace where it has long belonged.

The sculptor’s hand, the poet’s measured line,
Each note that swells from strings or voices sweet,
Reveal the Christ who makes all things complete—
A beauty vast, eternal, and sublime.

So let this art, with holy fire imbued,
Inspire our souls with beauty’s sacred dew.

Ode to the Bob Jones University Gallery: Where Faith and Art Shaped My Soul by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet is a personal tribute to the Bob Jones University Gallery in Greenville, South Carolina, where the speaker grew up surrounded by its Christ-centered art. It celebrates the gallery’s collection of Old Masters’ works, such as those by Botticelli and Rembrandt, which blend Baroque and Renaissance styles to depict a Savior’s love. These paintings, housed in ornate, beautiful frames that are masterpieces themselves, guided the speaker through life’s joys and struggles, reflecting their formative years. The gallery’s art and exquisite frames inspired a deep, lasting faith, upheld in childhood and unwavering in adulthood by Jesus Christ, drawing the speaker back to prayer and gratitude for the divine influence that shaped their youth. Ultimately, the gallery stands as a timeless, sacred space that nurtured the speaker’s soul, pointing them to the Savior who sustained their lifelong faith.

In Greenville’s arms, where once I grew and played,
A gallery rose, with sacred tales to tell,
Old Masters’ hands my youthful heart swayed,
Their Christ-lit works a place where faith did dwell.
From Botticelli’s grace, so soft and near,
To Rembrandt’s gaze that pierced my tender fear,
Baroque and Renaissance, my roots entwined,
A Savior’s love in art forever signed.
Each stroke a gift that lifts my soul to Christ,
Each ornate frame, a testament to Christ,
Their beauty called me back to kneel and pray,
To honor Him who shaped my yesterday.
In hallowed halls, my spirit learned to soar,
A holy place my soul came to adore.

Let Revival’s Thunderous Mercy Strike Where Faith Has Dimmed to Dust by Debbie Harris

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The poem is a Shakespearean sonnet calling for a Christ-centered, gospel-driven revival in America. Composed of 14 lines in iambic pentameter, it follows the traditional structure of three quatrains and a couplet, with a rhyme scheme of ABAB CDCD EFEF GG. It portrays a nation where faith has faded amid worldly noise and sin, urging Christ to descend with piercing light and grace to break chains and renew hope. The sonnet calls for preachers to boldly proclaim His name nationwide, igniting a flame of truth and love. It concludes with a vision of a humbled, gospel-claimed nation bowing to Christ in unity and redemption.

The land lies thirsting for a holy rain,
Where once the cross stood firm in ev’ry soul,
Now worldly clamor drowns the sweet refrain,
And hearts forget the balm that makes them whole.
Oh, Christ, descend with gospel’s piercing light,
Revive the weary, break the chains of sin,
Let grace abound where shadows cloud the sight,
And bid the lost to turn and enter in.
From shore to shore, let preachers lift His name,
With Scriptures bold, unyielding, pure, and true,
A flame to purge, a love that none can tame,
Restoring all that time and pride undo.
So stir us, Lord, till ev’ry knee shall bow,
A nation claimed by gospel here and now.


From Scripture’s Light to Apostate Night by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet charts the fall of elite universities—Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Columbia, Dartmouth, Brown, and Penn—from their biblical beginnings to apostasy. It contrasts their initial mission to cultivate Christian leaders with their later turn to secular Enlightenment ideals and skepticism, framing this transformation as a loss of their founding faith, now replaced by a godless intellectual realm.

In days of old, their charters bore the Word,
To raise up shepherds for the Lord’s own flock,
Harvard and Yale, with Princeton, undeterred,
Built towers strong on Christ, the living Rock.
Columbia’s cross, Dartmouth’s gospel call,
Brown’s Baptist zeal, and Penn’s meek moral frame,
All vowed to guard the faith against the fall,
Their lamps aflame with Truth’s eternal name.
Yet reason’s dawn eclipsed their sacred trust,
Enlightenment unbound their holy chains,
From orthodoxy’s clasp they turned to dust,
Embracing doubt where once the Spirit reigned.
Apostasy now crowns their vaunted lore,
God’s light forsaken on a godless shore.

How the Mighty Universities, Once Founded on Biblical Principles, Have Fallen into Pride, Blasphemy, and Anti-Semitism by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet laments the decline of elite universities—Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Columbia, Dartmouth, Brown, and Penn—originally established on biblical principles to train virtuous leaders. It contrasts their pious beginnings with their current state, portraying them as having fallen into pride, blasphemy, and anti-Semitism, thus betraying their sacred foundations.

Upon the sacred Word their stones were laid,
Harvard and Yale, with Princeton’s hallowed halls,
Columbia, Dartmouth, Brown, and Penn arrayed,
To train the godly where the Spirit calls.
Their founders knelt in prayer, with humble aim,
To forge a legacy of faith and light,
A beacon bright to bear the Savior’s name,
And guide the lost through sin’s encroaching night.
But lo, the mighty tumble from their grace,
With pride they mock the roots that gave them breath,
Blaspheming truth in halls of sacred space,
Embracing scorn where once was holy depth.
Anti-Semitism stains their learned throng,
How far the righteous fall, how deep the wrong.

For I Know the Plans I Have for You: A Promise of Hope and the Lord’s Design to Prosper You and Not to Harm by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet reflects the message of Jeremiah 29:11, where God promises a future filled with hope and prosperity, free from harm. It portrays the Lord’s plan as a gentle, certain gift of grace that mends the soul and fosters peace, not material wealth. Amid life’s chaos and challenges, this divine design offers release and a bright dawn for the weary heart. Though the journey may wind through dark, uncertain paths, God’s vast love and wisdom weave a strong, eternal tapestry for those who trust Him. The poem concludes with an encouragement to hold fast to this promise, assured that His good plans endure through any storm.

Jeremiah 29:11 is part of a letter from the prophet Jeremiah to the Jewish exiles in Babylon around 597 BCE. After King Nebuchadnezzar conquered Judah, many Israelites were deported from Jerusalem, their homeland and temple left in ruins. Amid despair and false promises of a swift return, Jeremiah urged them to settle in Babylon for 70 years, building lives there. Verse 11 offers hope in this exile, promising God’s plans to prosper them with peace and grant a future—fulfilled when they returned to Jerusalem in 538 BCE under Persian rule. For contemporary Christians, this verse resonates as a reminder of God’s sovereignty and goodness, even in personal “exiles” like hardship or uncertainty. It encourages trust in His long-term plans for spiritual wholeness and redemption, often pointing beyond immediate struggles to the ultimate hope of eternal life in Christ, though it calls for patience rather than instant reward.

The Lord declares a promise soft and sure,
A plan conceived in grace, to lift and mend,
No harm shall weave its thread through faith secure,
But hope shall bloom where mortal doubts might bend.
To prosper not in gold, but soul’s deep peace,
A future carved by hands divine and wise,
From chaos, fear, and storm, He grants release,
A dawn to greet the heart that softly cries.
Though paths may twist through shadows cold and long,
His thoughts outspan the stars we dimly see,
A tapestry of love, both vast and strong,
Unfurls for those who trust eternity.
So cling to this, when tempests rage and roar:
His plans are good, His promise evermore.

From Timothy’s Pen to Poet’s Heart: A Sextet of Sonnets on 2 Timothy 3:16-17’s Work in Shaping the Man Or Woman of God for Every Good Deed by Debbie Harris

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This series of six Shakespearean sonnets draws inspiration from 2 Timothy 3:16-17, where Paul declares that “all Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the man of God may be perfect, thoroughly furnished unto all good works.” Each sonnet explores one facet of Scripture’s divine purpose and outcome, weaving a poetic tapestry of spiritual formation. “The Teaching Word” illuminates the mind with truth, guiding the soul through wisdom’s light. “The Rebuking Call” confronts sin with compassionate clarity, urging repentance. “The Correcting Hand” gently realigns errant paths toward holiness. “The Training Forge” molds the believer in righteousness, forging a steadfast character. “The Perfecting Grace” reveals Scripture’s power to complete the man of God, shaping him for his sacred calling. Finally, “The Furnished Soul” celebrates the Word’s provision, equipping the heart for every good deed. Together, these sonnets reflect the transformative journey from Timothy’s inspired text to the poet’s heartfelt verse, illustrating how Scripture refines and prepares the faithful for a life of service and virtue.

1. “The Teaching Word”

The Word unfolds as light upon the mind,
A guide through shadows cast by doubt’s disguise,
To teach the soul what truth it longs to find,
And plant the seeds of wisdom in our eyes.
From parables to laws, the lessons flow,
A stream of grace that bids us understand,
Through stories old, eternal truths bestow,
A map to navigate life’s shifting sand.
No scholar’s lore can rival heaven’s voice,
For in each verse, a teacher’s heart is heard,
Revealing paths where mortals may rejoice,
In knowledge pure, by Spirit’s breath conferred.
So let us learn, with humble hearts astray,
The teachings vast that lead us to the day.

2. “The Rebuking Call”

When sin entwines the heart with subtle chains,
The Scripture speaks, a thunder in the soul,
Rebuking ways where darkness stakes its claims,
And bids us turn from folly’s fleeting goal.
Its words, like swords, cut deep to show our wrong,
A mirror held to pride’s deceiving face,
With stern compassion, calls us to belong,
To shed the guilt and seek a higher grace.
No flattery dwells within its sacred tone,
But truth alone, unyielding, sharp, and clear,
It breaks the will that wanders on its own,
And wakes the ear that slumbers not to hear.
Thus rebuked, we rise from error’s night,
To walk anew within the Savior’s light.

3. “The Correcting Hand”

When steps diverge from righteousness’s road,
The Word extends a hand to set us right,
Correcting faults where wayward hearts abode,
And turns our gaze to mercy’s gentle sight.
It mends the course with tender, firm decree,
A compass true for souls that drift apart,
Through love it shapes what once was lost to be,
A vessel whole, renewed within the heart.
No harshness reigns, but healing in its aim,
To prune the branch that bears no fruitful yield,
With patience, Scripture calls us by our name,
Till crooked paths in holiness are sealed.
So let correction’s grace our lives restore,
To stand as saints where once we fell before.

4. “The Training Forge”

To train in righteousness, the Word inspires,
A forge where faith and virtue brightly burn,
It molds the will through heaven’s pure desires,
And bids the soul to goodness ever turn.
Each precept builds a strength that shall endure,
A discipline to walk the narrow way,
Through trials faced, it keeps the spirit sure,
And fits us for the dawn of endless day.
Like athletes crowned, we strive beneath its care,
To cast off sin and wear the robe of light,
Its lessons carve a character so fair,
That shines as witness in the world’s dark night.
Thus trained, we stand, by Scripture’s might complete,
Prepared to serve at Christ’s eternal seat.

5. “The Perfecting Grace”

The breath of God in sacred lines is sown,
To shape the man of faith in perfect frame,
Through Scripture’s grace, his heart is fully grown,
A vessel forged to bear the holy name.
Equipped by truth, his soul stands firm and whole,
Each word a tool to fit him for the fight,
Rebuked, corrected, trained within his role,
He walks the earth as bearer of the light.
No deed of good escapes his ready hand,
For all is furnished by the Spirit’s lore,
From humble works to labors vast and grand,
Perfection blooms where once was weak before.
Thus Scripture crowns the saint with heaven’s art,
Complete in Christ, with love in every part.

6. “The Furnished Soul”

The Word of God, a storehouse vast and deep,
Supplies the soul with treasures none can weigh,
Thoroughly furnished, ready steps to keep,
For every work of good along the way.
No task arises void of heaven’s aid,
Each tool of grace within the pages lies,
A strength for toil, a light that shall not fade,
To serve in love beneath eternal skies.
From mercy’s touch to justice firmly wrought,
The saint is armed with wisdom’s perfect store,
No labor lacks, no kindness comes to naught,
For Scripture builds what faith has gone before.
Thus clad in truth, the heart and hands unite,
To work His will in everlasting light.

This Is the Day That the Lord Has Made, I Will Rejoice and Be Glad in It (Psalm 118:24) by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet celebrates each day as a divine gift from God, filled with triumph and miraculous potential. It begins with the joyous awakening of dawn, a symbol of God’s creation, inspiring heartfelt praise for the breath of life. Every moment shines with opportunities—to see dreams flourish, to share the hope of Christ’s victory over darkness, and to proclaim His eternal grace. The rising sun heralds God’s love, urging the speaker to spread the message of salvation. The poem concludes with an image of roses ready to bloom in the gentle light of dawn, symbolizing the victorious grace claimed through faith in Jesus, encapsulating a spirit of expectant hope and gratitude for the day’s blessings.

The dawn awakes, a triumph in the skies,
A gift divine, this day the Lord has wrought,
With joyous heart, I lift my voice on high,
For every breath, a miracle unsought.

Each moment gleams, a chance to see dreams bloom,
A radiant hope, expectant, pure, and free,
To tell the world of Christ who conquered gloom,
His gift of grace for all eternity.

The sun ascends, a banner of His love,
Opportunities dance in golden rays,
A call to share the Savior from above,
In every word, His glory we shall praise.

Like roses set to bloom in dawn’s embrace,
In Jesus’ name, we claim our victorious grace!