All Glorious Within: The Bride of Christ Clothed in the Savior’s Golden Victory by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “All Glorious Within: The Bride of Christ Clothed in the Savior’s Golden Victory”, reflects the radiant truth of Psalm 45:13: “The king’s daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of wrought gold.” It portrays the believer, or the Church collectively, as the bride of Christ—transformed and adorned with an inner glory that no earthly power can replicate. This splendor, born of grace, purity, and faith, shines through a robe of righteousness, symbolized by the wrought gold of the Savior’s triumph over sin. Each thread of her garment represents Christ’s victorious sacrifice, clothing the redeemed in royal splendor as heirs of the King of Kings. The poem marvels at her sacred worth, a divine gift beyond human measure, lifting her from dust to a holy birthright as she prepares to meet her Bridegroom, Christ. With a heart sincere, she reigns in beauty, the King’s delight, enthroned in boundless glory rare—an eternal testament to her identity as His beloved, victorious bride.

The King’s own daughter, bride of Christ, we see,
All glorious within, her soul aglow,
A radiance no earthly art can free,
Where grace and purity in silence grow.
Her clothing gleams, of wrought gold finely spun,
A robe of righteousness by mercy dressed,
Each thread a triumph of the Savior’s run,
The Church redeemed, in royal splendor blessed.
No mortal eye can weigh her sacred worth,
This glory born of faith and love’s embrace,
From dust to heirs, a holy, chosen birth,
Adorned as one to seek the Bridegroom’s face.
In beauty deep, she reigns with heart sincere,
The King’s delight, enthroned in boundless glory rare.

The Inestimable Gift of Standing as Royal Heirs of the King of Kings by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “The Inestimable Gift of Standing as Royal Heirs of the King of Kings”, celebrates the extraordinary privilege of being born again as joint heirs with Jesus Christ, as affirmed in Romans 8:17: “Now if we are children, then we are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory.” The poem marvels at the grace that frees believers from sin, transforming them into royal sons and daughters of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. This divine gift, so vast and inestimable that it defies comprehension, elevates the redeemed to a status of royal kinship, robed in splendor and destined for the throne of grace. The sonnet underscores the rarity and honor of bearing Christ’s name, a birthright mortals can scarcely fathom, culminating in the triumphant image of standing as heirs, enthroned in victory’s sound—a reflection of the eternal glory promised to those who share in Christ’s inheritance.

Do we perceive the grace that crowns our days,
To be reborn, from sin’s dark chains set free,
Joint heirs with Christ, in glory’s boundless rays,
A royal kin to heaven’s majesty?
The King of Kings, the Lord of Lords supreme,
Bestows a gift no mortal mind can hold,
A blessing vast, beyond our wildest dream,
Inestimable wealth in love retold.
Sons, daughters, robed in splendor not our own,
We bear His name, a privilege so rare,
The throne of grace becomes our destined home,
A royal birthright mortals scarce can bear.
Such honor floods the soul with awe unbound,
To stand as heirs, enthroned in victory’s sound.

At Any Moment: The Rapture and the World’s Undoing by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “At Any Moment: The Rapture and the World’s Undoing”, depicts the sudden, unpredictable return of Jesus Christ, as foretold in 1 Thessalonians 4:16-17: “For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air.” The poem portrays this rapture as an event that could strike at any moment, whisking away only the repentant, born-again Christians—those who have truly turned to Christ. As these faithful souls ascend, the world left behind spirals into mass chaos, with streets filled with panic and societal order crumbling in the absence of the righteous. For those who remain, the sonnet issues a fervent call to repent and believe in Christ, despite the terror and turmoil, underscoring that faith is the sole path to salvation. It concludes with a note of hope: God’s mercy endures, ready to embrace those who call on His name amid the world’s undoing.

A silent thief, the Lord in glory comes,
The rapture claims the born-again, the meek,
Repentant souls rise up to beating drums,
While earth below descends to chaos bleak.
The faithful gone, who bore the Spirit’s seal,
Leave streets awash in panic’s wild despair,
The world unmoored, its order set to reel,
A void of grace hangs heavy in the air.
If you abide, when millions disappear,
Repent with tears, cast off your sinful chain,
Believe in Christ, though terror draws near,
For only faith can ease the soul’s deep pain.
Amid the storm, one truth shall still remain:
His mercy waits for those who call His name.

Echoing John Bunyan’s Vision: Fingers in Ears, Heart on Heaven, and a Cry for Life Eternal by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet explores the profound transformation of a person who becomes a Christian, reflecting the shift in priorities described by Bunyan. In the first quatrain, the speaker describes how faith in Christ changes their perspective, causing the world’s noise and superficial concerns to lose their hold as a deeper, spiritual joy takes root. The second quatrain elaborates on this shift, noting that earthly pleasures become unappealing compared to the radiant promise of eternal life, which exposes the fleeting nature of worldly delights. In the third quatrain, the speaker actively rejects the world’s opinions—symbolized by placing fingers in their ears—and runs toward heaven with fervent joy, proclaiming the value of eternal life. The final couplet concludes with the speaker affirming their newfound purpose: to pursue the divine source of true peace, fully committed to this sacred journey.

In essence, the sonnet captures the emotional and spiritual awakening of a Christian who, inspired by faith, turns away from temporal distractions and passionately seeks the eternal joy of heaven, echoing Bunyan’s vision of a life transformed by devotion to Christ.

When faith ignites a heart to Christ’s embrace,
The world’s loud clamor fades to hollow din,
No longer bound by fleeting, vain disgrace,
A greater joy now blooms from deep within.

The pleasures once so sweet turn pale and cold,
For heaven’s light outshines the earth’s delight,
Eternal life, a treasure to behold,
Reveals the shadows cast by mortal sight.

With fingers pressed to ears, I heed no more
The world’s harsh judgments, empty cries, and strife,
I run, a joyful fool, to heaven’s shore,
And shout with fervor, “Life! Eternal life!”

For in this sacred race, I’ve found my call,
To seek the One who gives true peace to all.

The Ever-Blooming Soul: A Fragrant Thanks in All Seasons Through Christ by Debbie Harris

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This sonnet likens the soul to a flower that blooms in all circumstances, reflecting the command to give thanks from 1 Thessalonians 5:18. It begins with the soul flourishing under sunny blessings, exuding gratitude, and persists even when battered by life’s storms, its petals praising through pain. In drought or abundance, the flower’s roots seek Christ’s sustenance, its blossoms releasing a sweet fragrance heavenward. No frost or fleeting joy can dim its vibrancy, for Christ’s strength outshines all, and trials only refine its beauty. The sonnet concludes triumphantly: our lives, rare and ever-blooming, emit a thankful scent through Christ’s presence, a testament to God’s will that we praise in every season.

Bible Verse (ESV)

1 Thessalonians 5:18: “Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”

  • This verse drives the sonnet, urging gratitude as God’s desire, which the flower imagery embodies—blooming and fragrant regardless of circumstance, rooted in Christ.

Our souls, like flowers, bloom where sunlight glows,
With thankful scents we greet each golden morn,
Yet when dark tempests rage and chill winds blow,
In faith, our petals praise, though bruised and torn.

Through drought’s harsh grip, our roots still seek His stream,
In gratitude, we thrive where waters hide,
When bounty bursts, our blossoms brightly gleam,
Their fragrance sweet ascends to heaven’s side.

No frost too fierce can still our vibrant hue,
No fleeting joy outshines our Savior’s strength,
Each trial’s thorn but shapes our bloom anew,
In Christ, our thanks perfumes the air with strength.

Our lives, like flowers rare, forever bloom,
With thankful fragrance sweet, through Christ’s perfume.

From Earth’s Dim Shadows to Heaven’s Throne: The Soul’s Royal Ascendancy in Christ by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet begins by acknowledging our existence in a fallen world, marked by decay and shadows, yet shifts focus to the hope of heaven, where Christ reigns supreme as our guide. It rejects earthly citizenship, portraying our hearts as yearning for the Savior’s return, when our mortal bodies—defined by this temporary life—will be transformed into glorious forms reflecting His own. This transformation is powered by Christ’s vast authority over all things, promising a radiant, eternal existence. The sonnet concludes triumphantly, revealing our hidden royal identity, now veiled in this world, which will be fully crowned and recognized in heaven through Christ. It’s a journey from earthly shadows to heavenly royalty, rooted in divine power and hope.

Bible Verse (ESV)

Philippians 3:20-21: “But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power that enables him to subject all things to himself.”

  • This verse underpins the sonnet, highlighting our heavenly identity, the anticipation of Christ’s return, and the transformative power that elevates us to glory.

We dwell within a fallen world’s domain,
Yet eyes lift high where heaven’s gates abide,
This world’s decay in shadows deep may reign,
But Christ our Savior reigns, our hope, our guide.

No citizen of earth, our hearts take flight,
We wait for Him who rends the skies apart,
Our earthly forms, once shaped by mortal light,
Shall rise remade, His glory to impart.

Through power vast, all things He holds in sway,
The lowly flesh to brilliance He’ll restore,
A body new, like His, in endless day,
For with His might, we triumph evermore.

Our royal birth, now veiled, shall heaven crown,
In Christ, our true estate shall be made known.

The Soul’s Triumphant Ascendancy in a Fallen World with God’s Infinite Might by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet begins with modern woes: a mind frayed by stress, a job lost via a cold digital notice, and a heart weakened by societal scorn. It progresses through financial despair (debt), sleepless nights, and the overwhelming weight of constant bad news. Yet, each quatrain counters these with hope—God’s grace calms inner turmoil, His word transforms loss into gain, and His power replaces fear with strength. The final couplet declares a triumphant, joyous victory, affirming that with God, all obstacles are surmountable. The repeated refrain, “all things are possible with God,” anchors this journey from despair to ascendancy.

Relevant Bible Verse (ESV)

Mark 10:27: “Jesus looked at them and said, ‘With man it is impossible, but not with God. For all things are possible with God.’”

  • This verse, echoed in the sonnet’s refrain and triumphant close, encapsulates the core message: human limits are no match for divine possibility, offering hope and victory in any struggle.

The mind unravels under silent strain,
A screen declares your work no longer pays,
The heart grows faint beneath a world’s disdain,
Yet all things are possible with God, we raise.

No funds remain to fend off mounting debt,
The night grows long, no rest within its sway,
A flood of news drowns hope in deep regret,
But all things are possible with God, we pray.

A touch of grace can calm the storm inside,
A whispered word turns loss to newfound gain,
The soul finds strength where fear once did reside,
For all things are possible with God’s refrain.

We rise in joy, triumphant, victorious,
For with God all things are possible for us.

The Irrational and Demonic Sin of Antisemitism, Forged in Satan’s Dark and Heinous Flame by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet, titled “The Irrational and Demonic Sin of Antisemitism, Forged in Satan’s Dark and Heinous Flame”, presents the undeniable truth that the persistent hatred against Jewish people is an evil, Satanic force. It depicts this hatred as irrational and baseless, driven by demonic impulses and rooted in Satan’s influence, as evidenced by historical atrocities like pogroms. The poem underscores that this is a heinous sin, not merely an assertion but a fact, blinding humanity to reason. The final line, “To stand against this sin, its chains unbind,” calls for active resistance to break the hold of this indisputable evil.

The hearts of men, with shadows deep entwined,
Do harbor hate, a flame without a cause,
Against the Jewish soul, so oft maligned,
A wrath that breaks all reason’s sacred laws.
No spark of truth ignites this bitter fire,
No fault justifies the endless scorn,
Yet demons whisper through the dark desire,
And innocence in anguish long is torn.
From ancient days to now, the curse persists,
A Satanic will that mortals blindly heed,
In pogroms, lies, and death’s unyielding lists,
The seed of evil grows in thought and deed.
Yet righteous hearts must rise, their strength combined,
To stand against this sin, its chains unbind.


The Peril of Rogue Judges Who Scorn Scripture and Liberty by Debbie Harris

In “The Peril of Rogue Judges Who Scorn Scripture and Liberty”, the sonnet cautions against activist judges who despise the Bible, the Constitution, and America’s core values, casting them as dangers to justice and freedom. It depicts these judges as cloaking tyranny in their robes, perverting the law with prideful whims, and dimming the nation’s founding light, thus betraying the people’s will. Yet it holds hope that truth and justice can realign the law. This echoes Deuteronomy 16:19-20 (KJV), which declares, “Thou shalt not wrest judgment; thou shalt not respect persons, neither take a gift: for a gift doth blind the eyes of the wise, and pervert the words of the righteous. That which is altogether just shalt thou follow, that thou mayest live, and inherit the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee.” The scripture condemns corrupted judgment and demands unwavering righteousness, amplifying the sonnet’s call to preserve justice against such perils.

Do not pervert justice or show partiality. Do not accept a bribe, for a bribe blinds the eyes of the wise and twists the words of the innocent. Follow justice and justice alone, so that you may live and possess the land the Lord your God is giving you.

Deuteronomy 16:19-20 (NIV):

When judges stray from sacred text and law,
Their robes become a cloak for tyranny’s might,
Despising scripture’s call, they scorn the flaw
Of human pride, and cast aside the right.
The Constitution, forged in freedom’s flame,
They twist to fit a creed of fleeting whim,
With activist disdain, they mar its name,
And dim the beacon shining strong and grim.
America, a land by faith conceived,
Stands wounded by their rulings sharp and cold,
For when the bench by hatred is deceived,
The people’s will is bartered, bought, and sold.
Yet hope remains where truth and justice meet,
To bind the law to its eternal seat.


The Lord Is Not Willing That Any Should Perish but That All Should Come to Repentance by Debbie Harris

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The heart of God, in boundless grace arrayed,
Desires no soul should wander far and fall,
His will, a shepherd’s call, both firm and staid,
To gather all within His tender thrall.
Not swift to judge, nor eager to condemn,
He lingers long, with mercy’s gentle plea,
A father’s love outpours from heaven’s hem,
That none should perish, lost eternally.

Yet freedom reigns, and choice remains our own,
To turn from light or seek His holy face,
Through storm and sin, His patience brightly shone,
A door held wide by unrelenting grace.
So vast His wish—redemption’s song to sing,
For every heart to rest beneath His wing.