How Excellent Is The Name Of Jesus Christ, Our Lord In All The Earth Based On Psalm 18:1 by Debbie Harris

09 Sunday Mar 2025

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The poem is a passionate and triumphant celebration of the excellence of Jesus Christ’s name, proclaimed as supreme and exalted above all others across the earth. Through life’s trials—wars, tribulations, and challenges—and its joys and blessings, His name remains a constant source of beauty, salvation, and endless benefits. The repeated refrain, “How excellent is the name of Jesus Christ in all the earth,” echoes Psalm 8:1, “O Lord, our Lord, how excellent is your name in all the earth!” The poem calls for ceaseless, victorious rejoicing in His divine greatness, emphasizing His unmatched status and the eternal inheritance He offers as the “royal heir,” uniting it in a powerful declaration of faith and adoration.

How excellent is the name

of Jesus Christ our Lord in

all the earth. Through wars,

through tribulations, through

joys, through challenges, through

blessings, how excellent is the

name of Jesus Christ, our Lord

in all the earth! There is no name

that is higher, greater, or more exalted.

May we ceaselessly and victoriously

rejoice! For the beauty of Jesus Christ,

His excellence, His salvation, and His benefits

can never, no ever end for the royal heir!

O how excellent is the name of

Jesus Christ in all the earth!

Spring Is But A Metaphor For Being Born Again by Debbie Harris

09 Sunday Mar 2025

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The poem portrays spring’s arrival as a fragrant, flower-filled metaphor for being “born again,” where nature’s splendor—embodied by lavender, rose, lilac, and lily—represents the privilege and beauty of this triumphant renewal, highlighting the blessings of such a glorious rebirth.

The coming of Spring

is but a fragrant lavender

rose, lilac, and lily filled

metaphor that there is

such beauty, blessings,

and royal privilege in

being gloriously and

triumphantly born again!

Greater Is He by Debbie Harris

08 Saturday Mar 2025

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When is the last

time you heard

the word sin?

Exactly! The

enemy is at work!

However our blessed

Savior is greater!

Rejoice by Debbie Harris

08 Saturday Mar 2025

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God is setting up

the nations for the

next grand event!

Rejoice for our redemption

draweth nigh! Rejoice!

Hope In Every Dawn by Debbie Harris

08 Saturday Mar 2025

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Each dawn, by Christ, awakes a hopeful glow,
His grace shines forth where endless blessings flow.

As Far As The East Is From The West by Debbie Harris

08 Saturday Mar 2025

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The sonnet reflects God’s immense mercy, as He refrains from punishing us according to our sins and instead offers boundless grace to those who revere Him. His love towers like the heavens above the earth, and He removes our transgressions infinitely far—east to west—cleansing humanity’s guilt and granting redemption, a divine bridge from earthly flaws to heavenly glory.


The Lord withholds the wrath our sins might claim,
His judgment soft, not matched to what we owe,
For mercy flows where guilt would carve its name,
A boundless grace on those who fear bestow.
As heavens stretch above the earthen floor,
So vast His love ascends beyond our sight,
To hearts that tremble at His holy door,
He grants reprieve from darkness into light.
From east to west, a span no map can trace,
He casts our trespasses to endless flight,
Removes the stain that once marred Adam’s race,
And clothes us new in robes of purest white.
Thus, infinite His pardon, freely given,
A bridge from dust to glory’s gate in heaven.

They Who Spurned All Grace and Fell to Flames Below by Debbie Harris

07 Friday Mar 2025

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The sonnet portrays a person who conceals their sins with pride and rejects pleas to admit their faults. Defiant and unrepentant, they turn away from mercy, sealing their doom of their own choosing. Unwilling to confess, they find no salvation, and hell’s fiery depths claim them. The poem ends by asserting that those who deny their sins face eternal torment, a consequence chosen by their

The one who cloaks their sin in prideful guise,
Rejects the call to name a darkened deed,
A hardened heart defies the weeping skies,
And sows the flame where mercy cannot plead.

No whispered truth escapes a tightened jaw,
No mirror dares reflect the soul’s decay,
They scorn the grace that humbles every flaw,
And stride alone where shadows hold their sway.

The gates of hell unbar for such as they,
Its sulfur jaws consume their boasted might,
No light shall pierce the pit their will obey,
Eternal night rewards a stubborn fight.

For those who shun the sinner’s honest claim,
Shall bear the weight of self-inflicted flame.

Every Knee Will Bow and Every Tongue Confess That Jesus Is Lord by Debbie Harris

07 Friday Mar 2025

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The sonnet, titled “Every Knee Will Bow and Every Tongue Confess That Jesus Is Lord,” explores Christianity’s conquering promise—universal submission to Jesus Christ. It draws directly from Philippians 2:10-11: “that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” The poem paints a vivid picture of this inevitability: a name that shatters earthly power, a cross that rewrites existence, and a King whose reign pulses through all creation. Pride crumbles, fortresses fall, and no soul escapes the divine tide. The climax echoes the verse explicitly—”So every knee will bow, as scriptures swear, / And every tongue confess that Jesus reigns”—culminating in a vision of Christ’s eternal sovereignty, hailed as Lord from dust to stars.

A name cuts sharp where earthly thrones erode,
Each rebel soul meets judgment’s steady gaze,
Through time’s expanse, His writ in blood bestowed,
Ignites the dark with unrelenting rays.
No fortress stands against the tide’s advance,
The cross alone rewrites the world’s design,
All pride dissolves in that eternal glance,
Where grace and power fatally entwine.
So every knee will bow, as scriptures swear,
And every tongue confess that Jesus reigns,
A truth no mortal will can disrepair,
The King whose pulse through all creation strains.
From dust to stars, His sovereignty is scored,
The Christ, forever hailed as Lord.

Brought Near By The Precious Blood Of Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

07 Friday Mar 2025

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Once lost, we wandered far from heaven’s light,
No part in Israel’s hope, no promise near,
Estranged from God, engulfed by endless night,
Our souls adrift, consumed by doubt and fear.
The covenants of grace we could not share,
Exiled from mercy, aliens to peace,
With hollow hearts, we languished in despair,
Our chains of sin denied us sweet release.
Yet Christ, with love divine, our fate reversed,
His blood outpoured, a ransom pure and free,
The far-off soul in Him is now immersed,
A bridge to God through crimson victory.
By sacrifice, the distant find their place,
In Him, we’re near, redeemed by boundless grace.

A Sonnet on Modern Christians as Tableaux Vivants, Living Masterpieces for the Glory and Honor of the Divine Preeminent Artist, Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

07 Friday Mar 2025

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The sonnet, titled A Sonnet on Modern Christians as Tableaux Vivants Crafting Living Masterpieces for the Glory and Honor of the Divine Artist, portrays modern Christians as living artworks akin to “tableaux vivants”—a term meaning “living pictures,” where performers pose to recreate scenes. Here, it’s a metaphor: their lives are dynamic canvases, not static poses, painted with faith through every breath. They bloom through trials like roses, embedding God’s grace in their hearts. Their days form a gallery of vibrant devotion, each action a hymn to eternity. With humility, they offer joys and sorrows, their worship unbound, testifying to God’s glory. Ultimately, they proclaim the Divine Artist’s honor, their every moment a masterpiece reflecting His glory!

In every breath, a canvas they compose,
These saints of now, with lives as vivid art,
Through trials bloom like petals of the rose,
To paint God’s grace within each beating heart.
Their days, a gallery of faith unfurled,
No static pose, but motion bold and free,
A masterpiece to shine upon the world,
Each stroke a hymn to His eternity.
With humble hands, they lift their joys on high,
And sorrows too, as offerings sincere,
No frame confines their worship’s boundless cry,
Their lives, a testament to glory’s claim.
So modern souls, in living scenes, proclaim,
The Artist’s honor through their every frame.