The Eagle’s Ascent On Wings Of Sacred Strength by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet “The Eagle’s Ascent on Wings of Sacred Strength” poetically reflects Isaiah 40:31, portraying those who wait on the Lord as recipients of divine renewal. Beneath a vast sky, they offer patient prayers to Christ, their strength restored to rise like eagles on resilient wings. With quiet faith, they ascend beyond earthly struggles, running tirelessly and walking without weakness through life’s challenges. Rich with alliteration, the poem celebrates the enduring power and grace granted by God, culminating in an eternal uplift for the steadfast.


Beneath the boundless blue, they bide their time,
With patient pleas to Christ, the sovereign Lord,
Their weary wills, renewed by strength sublime,
Shall soar on sturdy wings that storms afford.

In quiet trust, they lean on holy might,
Their souls, uplifted, pierce the peaceful sky,
With fearless flight, they cleave the daunting height,
And rise refreshed where mortal cares deny.

Relentless, they shall run through rugged lands,
Not faltering, nor faint, their footsteps free,
With wondrous power from His guiding hands,
They’ll wander wide, defying frailty’s plea.

For those who wait, His grace shall gently lift,
A steadfast, sacred, everlasting gift.

The Blueberry’s Plump Symphony by Debbie Harris

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The limerick “The Blueberry’s Plump Symphony” celebrates the beauty of a blueberry, one of Christ’s creations, through vivid onomatopoeia. It describes a plump, blue berry that grows impressively, bursting with a pop when bitten. The juicy squelch delights the senses, culminating in a vibrant zing that creates a joyful, musical sensation, reflecting the wonder of divine craftsmanship.


There once was a blueberry so blue,
With a plump that just grew and grew,
It went pop in my mouth,
Sent a squelch to the south,
And its zing sang a sweet hullabaloo!

The Gift Of Another Day To Serve The Lord by Debbie Harris

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The poem, “The Gift of Another Day to Serve the Lord”, portrays sunrise and sunset as sacred moments to honor God. Dawn sparks joyful praise and a connection to His presence, while dusk brings grateful reflection for a day lived in faith. It frames each day as a divine gift for worship and service.


At sunrise, golden praise ascends anew,
Each dawn a hymn to greet the Lord’s embrace,
At sunset, twilight whispers gratitude,
A day well-lived within His boundless grace.

Hallowed Journey In Inerrant Scripture by Debbie Harris

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The poem, titled “Hallowed Journey in Inerrant Scripture”, conveys a message of spiritual assurance and purposeful faith. It describes a journey through sacred, infallible scriptures that guide believers with their unwavering truth. The poem emphasizes moving forward with hope, culminating in a state of divine grace where the faithful find their resting place. Each line reinforces the theme of trust in holy texts and the uplifting promise they offer.


Through hallowed scriptures, pure and true,
Inerrant words our faith does guide,
With hopeful steps we roam anew,
In heavenly grace where we abide.

Christ’s Honoring Art In Bloom by Debbie Harris

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This quatrain compares every poem to a flower crafted by Christ, portraying poetry as a divine and beautiful creation. It highlights the sacredness of the art form, likening its unfolding imagery to petals graced by Christ’s touch, blending creativity with spiritual depth and heartfelt expressed devotion.


Each poem blooms, a sacred art,
Like flowers shaped by Christ’s own hand,
Petals soft with grace expand,
A beauty born from heaven’s heart!

Christ’s Radiant Triumph by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet “Christ’s Radiant Triumph” portrays a spiritual battle where the enemy (Satan) employs lies, death, and destruction to ensnare and ruin the soul, casting shadows over the love and grace of Jesus. Yet, amidst this darkness, Christ’s radiant light emerges as a powerful force, breaking through the enemy’s schemes with truth and transforming despair into joy. The poem culminates in a call to stand firm under Christ’s holy reign, rising in victory with the assurance that Satan’s power is defeated, celebrating the ultimate triumph of divine light and love over evil.

The enemy with cunning whispers lies,
To weave a web of doubt within the soul,
His words, like venom, bid the heart to die,
And tear apart what once was pure and whole.
With killing hands, he strikes at peace’s core,
A shadow cast where Jesus’ love had grown,
Destruction follows, ruthless evermore,
To dim the grace that once so brightly shone.
But Christ’s radiant light arises strong,
A flame of truth to shatter every ploy,
It breaks the dark where malice lingered long,
And turns despair to everlasting joy.
So stand, my friend, beneath His holy reign,
And rise triumphant, for Satan’s might is slain.

Jesus Christ, Crescendo Of Hope by Debbie Harris

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The poem, titled “Jesus Christ, Crescendo of Hope,” is an ode that celebrates the divine hope and grace found exclusively in Jesus Christ, presented as the ultimate “gift of all gifts.” Through a series of adjectives beginning with “g”—gleaming, glittering, gorgeous, grandiose, gallant, gargantuan, godlike, and graceious—the poem builds a crescendo effect, starting with subtle whispers of light in the soul and rising to an exultant proclamation of eternal glory. It concludes by affirming that this boundless hope and radiant love are granted solely through Jesus Christ, our Lord, illuminating the human spirit forever.


Gleaming softly in the soul’s quiet deep,
Glittering boldly where shadows creep,
Gorgeous beams of mercy unwind,
Grandiose visions lift the mind,
Gallant love in triumph reigns,
Gargantuan hope breaks all chains,
Godlike glory crowns the skies—
Graceious light that never dies,
Granted solely through the One,
Jesus Christ, our Lord, the Son,
Gift of all gifts, pure and free,
Glowing for eternity.

Excited By Christ’s Spring Awakening by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet celebrates the exhilarating renewal of spring as a divine act of Christ, brimming with vivid imagery and fragrances. It paints an earth bursting into life with emerald hills, golden daffodils, cherry blossoms, and bowing hyacinths, all swept by a fragrant breeze of lilac, honeysuckle, and fresh soil. Sunlit streams and fluttering butterflies join nature’s chorus, reflecting a season of redemption and glory that mirrors Christ’s triumph over death. The poem captures the excitement of this awakening as a testament to His eternal promise, blending sensory richness with spiritual reverence.

The earth awakes with Christ’s triumphant call,
A verdant hymn unfurls o’er hill and vale,
Where golden daffodils in rapture sprawl,
And cherry blossoms blush through morning’s gale.
The air, a canvas thick with lilac’s breath,
Entwines with soil’s dark scent, reborn and free,
A breeze divine, defying winter’s death,
Whispers renewal through each budding tree.

Hyacinths bow, their purple heads in praise,
While streams reflect the sun’s exultant gleam,
A fragrant dance of honeysuckle sways,
And butterflies paint life’s eternal theme.
In spring’s embrace, His glory richly grows,
A season’s grace where redemption flows.

The Hallowed Eight by Debbie Harris

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1. “The Humble’s Crown”

Scripture: Matthew 5:3 – Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

The humble heart, though frail and low it lies,
Doth find its riches in a realm unseen,
Where pride’s great tower falls, and spirit flies,
To claim a crown no earthly gold can glean.
The meek in soul, who feel their want profound,
Are lifted high beyond this mortal shore,
Their emptiness with heaven’s grace is crowned,
A kingdom vast where want shall be no more.
Through poverty of self, the gate swings wide,
To halls where angels sing eternal peace,
No wealth of man can match what dwells inside,
For in their lack, all striving finds release.
So blessed are they who know their spirit’s need,
For heaven’s reign is theirs in word and deed.


2. “Tears of Grace”

Scripture: Matthew 5:4 – Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

When tears like rivers carve the soul’s deep vale,
And sorrow’s weight bends low the weary frame,
A tender voice doth pierce the mourning wail,
To whisper peace where grief has staked its claim.
The heart that breaks beneath life’s bitter sting,
Shall find its solace in a gentle hand,
For loss, though sharp, doth sweeter comfort bring,
When healing flows from love’s eternal land.
Each sob ascends, a prayer to skies above,
And answers fall as balm on wounds unseen,
The mourner’s cloak is wrapped in boundless love,
A promise sure where tears have ever been.
So blessed are they who weep in dark of night,
For dawn shall bathe their pain in holy light.


3. “The Silent Heirs”

Scripture: Matthew 5:5 – Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.

The quiet ones, who shun the brash decree,
With gentle step tread soft upon the sod,
Their strength lies not in force, but harmony,
A stillness born of trust in sovereign God.
No sword they wield, no clamor do they raise,
Yet power flows through meekness undefiled,
The earth, in time, shall sing their humble praise,
Its bounty given to the pure and mild.
While tyrants clash and thrones of iron fall,
The meek endure, their roots in silence grow,
In patience they possess the world and all,
A heritage no conquest can bestow.
So blessed are they who bow with hearts sincere,
The earth is theirs, both now and ever near.


4. “The Quest for Right”

Scripture: Matthew 5:6 – Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.

A famine grips the soul that seeks the right,
A thirst unquenched by streams of worldly gain,
They yearn beneath the sun, through starless night,
For justice pure to drown all sin and pain.
Their hunger drives them past the feast of dust,
To crave a bread that mortals cannot bake,
Their parched lips call for truth in every gust,
A righteousness no tyrant hand can take.
This longing sharp shall find its full delight,
A table spread where righteousness abounds,
The empty filled, the dark ablaze with light,
A satisfaction echoing through sounds.
So blessed are they who seek with fervent will,
For heaven’s store their spirits shall fulfill.


5. “The Mercy Mirror”

Scripture: Matthew 5:7 – Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.

The hand that spares, though it could justly strike,
Doth weave a thread of grace through human woe,
Forgiving hearts, to heaven’s own alike,
Bestow the balm where bitter winds may blow.
They see the fault, yet choose to mend the tear,
With kindness sown where wrath might reap its due,
Their mercy flows, a river deep and fair,
Reflecting love in all they say and do.
For as they give, so shall they find return,
A mirror held to mercy’s gentle art,
The pardon granted lights the soul to burn,
With clemency that heals the wounded heart.
So blessed are they who pity’s path embrace,
For mercy’s gift shall crown their days with grace.


6. “The Vision Pure”

Scripture: Matthew 5:8 – Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.

The heart untainted, washed of guile and stain,
Doth gaze upon the world with eyes anew,
No shadow clouds its view, no sin’s refrain,
Its single aim to seek the good and true.
Through purity, a vision clear takes flight,
Beyond the veil where mortal sight grows dim,
A radiance dawns, unmarred by earthly night,
The face of God revealed to those like Him.
No falsehood binds, no lust obscures their way,
Their souls ascend where holiness resides,
In innocence, they greet the endless day,
A sight supreme that purity provides.
So blessed are they whose hearts are undefiled,
For God Himself shall greet them as His child.


7. “The Peaceborn Kin”

Scripture: Matthew 5:9 – Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.

Amid the clash of steel and cries of strife,
They bear the olive branch with steadfast hands,
To heal the breach and call forth gentle life,
Their words like bridges span divided lands.
No war they seek, but sow where discord reigns,
A harvest rich in unity and calm,
Their labor breaks the fetters of old chains,
Restoring peace with heaven’s soothing balm.
Through them, the world recalls a higher kin,
A family bound by love’s unbroken tie,
For peace reflects the Maker’s heart within,
And marks them heirs beneath the boundless sky.
So blessed are they who mend what hate has torn,
God’s children named, in peace forever born.


8. “The Martyr’s Gate”

Scripture: Matthew 5:10 – Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

When scorn and lash repay the righteous deed,
And shadows hunt the ones who stand for good,
Their faith endures, a flame no storm can feed,
Unbowed by chains, unbent by cruelest wood.
The world may mock, its fury fiercely rend,
Yet in their trials, glory brightly gleams,
For righteousness shall triumph in the end,
A kingdom won through persecuted dreams.
Each wound a badge, each tear a sacred sign,
Their suffering carves a path to realms above,
Theirs is a reign no tyrant can confine,
A throne secured by unrelenting love.
So blessed are they who bear the righteous scar,
For heaven’s gates before them stand ajar.


From Jesus Christ, His Love Our Mirror by Debbie Harris

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The sonnet explores how Jesus Christ’s love, as exemplified in His life and sacrifice, transforms our own love to mirror His, aligning with the virtues and endurance described in 1 Corinthians 13. It begins by asserting that because of Christ, our hearts are ignited with a love that gives meaning beyond mere words or angelic tongues, which are empty without it. The poem then highlights Christ’s patience on the cross and kindness to the lost, showing how these qualities reshape us, stripping away envy and pride while rooting us in truth. It contrasts the temporary nature of knowledge and prophecy with the eternal constancy of Christ’s love, which matures us from childish ways toward a future clarity of knowing Him fully. Finally, it concludes that while faith and hope persist, love—reflecting Christ’s boundless care—reigns supreme. The title encapsulates this: because of Christ’s example and power, our hearts strive to reflect His selfless, enduring love.



Because of Christ, whose voice outshines the din,
Our hearts, once cold, now pulse with gentle flame,
No tongue of man, no angel’s hymn within,
Can stand if love departs the soul’s acclaim.
His patience bore the thorns, the cross, the scorn,
His kindness clad the lost in mercy’s weave,
Through Him, our envy dies, our pride is torn,
And in His truth, our spirits learn to cleave.
Though knowledge dims and prophecies grow still,
His love abides, a beacon never swayed,
Our childish ways mature beneath His will,
Till face to face, we see what He has made.
So faith and hope endure, a steadfast pair,
Yet love, through Christ, reflects His boundless care.