Hymn: The Triumphant Cry of the Ransomed: Forever Perfect by One Sacrifice

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Hebrews 10:14 (KJV)
For by one offering he hath perfected for ever them that are sanctified.

In dawn’s unquenchable aurora, blazing wide,
Where ancient glooms dissolve in floods of tide,
One Offering—supreme, resplendent, whole—
Hath perfected forever every ransomed soul.

Forever perfect! Forever free!
By one offering, victory!

No more the crimson streams on altars spent,
No shadowed hands in trembling sacrament;
But Christ the Victor, robed in living flame,
Illumines His own with His transcendent name.

Forever perfect! Forever free!
By one offering, victory!

Forever perfect—O triumphant cry!
Though grace still works its slow, refining fire,
And pilgrim souls are daily lifted higher,
Yet stands the verdict: spotless, justified!

Forever perfect! Forever free!
By one offering, victory!

In righteousness ablaze they stand arrayed,
With choral throngs where sapphire glories cascade.
The single stroke that rent the veil in twain
Unloosed pure cataracts of rapturous refrain:

Forever perfect! Forever free!
By one offering, victory!

“Hosanna! Worthy is the Lamb once slain!
By one offering endless light we gain!”
Rejoice, ye saints, in ceaseless, diamond glee—
His offering hath crowned eternity!

Forever perfect! Forever free!
By one offering, victory!

The Triumphant Cry of the Ransomed: Forever Perfect by One Sacrifice by Debbie Harris

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Hebrews 10:14 (KJV)
For by one offering he hath perfected for ever them that are sanctified.

In dawn’s unquenchable aurora, blazing wide,
Where ancient glooms dissolve in floods of tide,
One Offering—supreme, resplendent, whole—
Hath perfected forever every ransomed soul.

No more the crimson streams on altars spent,
No shadowed hands in trembling sacrament;
But Christ the Victor, robed in living flame,
Illumines His own with His transcendent name.

Forever perfect—O triumphant cry!
Though grace still works its slow, refining fire,
And pilgrim souls are daily lifted higher,
Yet stands the verdict: spotless, justified!

In righteousness ablaze they stand arrayed,
With choral throngs where sapphire glories cascade.
The single stroke that rent the veil in twain
Unloosed pure cataracts of rapturous refrain:

“Hosanna! Worthy is the Lamb once slain!
By one oblation endless light we gain!”
Rejoice, ye saints, in ceaseless, diamond glee—
His offering hath crowned eternity!

Safe in the Shepherd’s Hand by Debbie Harris

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O gracious Shepherd, voice divine,
Who calls Thy wandering sheep by name,
Thou givest life that knows no decline,
Eternal fire no foe can claim.

They hear Thy word, they follow near,
Nor stray where wolves in darkness prowl;
Thy hand enfolds them, strong and clear,
A fortress none shall e’er o’erthrow.

No power of hell, no mortal might,
No storm of sin, no tempter’s art,
Can pluck them from Thy grasp so tight—
Thy hold is graven on Thy heart.

In Thee they dwell, in heart and soul,
One with the Son, forever one;
Thy very self becomes their whole,
Till time and death themselves are done.

Happy the soul that dares to rest
Upon this promise, firm and free:
No hand shall tear it from Thy breast,
He keeps us close, no matter what betide.

False Laughter’s Sting – A Cautionary Verse: Cruel Jesting Unmasks False Friends Far from the Savior’s Loving Way by Debbie Harris

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When mirth is wielded as a blade,
And jests in cruel guise are made,
Take heed, O soul, and mark the sign:
These are no friends of heart divine.

They cloak their barbs in sportive play,
Yet wound the spirit on their way;
No balm of love their words bestow,
But thorns where gentle kindness should grow.

True friendship, like the Savior’s grace,
Speaks soft reproof with warm embrace;
It heals, it lifts, it bears the part
Of every burden on the heart.

But they who mock with laughter’s dart,
Who pierce the meek and bruise the heart,
Walk not the path our Lord has trod—
The narrow way that leads to God.

For broad the gate where scorn prevails,
And wide the road where malice sails;
Yet strait and hard the upward road
That bears the meek beneath His load.

Enter not, then, with such as these,
Whose “jokes” are chains that none may seize;
Choose rather friends whose tongues are pure,
Whose love endures, whose faith is sure.

Thus walk in light, with Christ thy guide,
On narrow paths where grace abide;
For cruel humor’s fleeting breath
Brings death to joy, and dark to death.

Let every word be seasoned sweet,
With mercy’s oil and wisdom meet;
So shall thy soul in peace abide,
And find the narrow way to life.

How “Judge Not, That Ye Be Not Judged” Has Become the Rallying Cry of a Culture That Cherishes Its Sins Above Its Saviour by Debbie Harris

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“Judge not,” they cry, and wave the sacred scroll,
As if the Lord’s own word were license free
To revel deep in flesh’s darkened goal,
And bid the righteous veil what eyes can see.
Once mercy’s call to check the judging heart,
Now anthem loud for every wayward deed;
The beam removed, yet motes they cherish apart,
And sin, once shamed, is crowned as noble creed.
O culture blind, that loves its chains of night
More than the Light who bids the sinner turn!
You twist the verse to justify delight
In what the holy writ condemns and spurns.
True judgment stands—not spite, but truth’s pure rod:
They love their sin far more than they love God.

Christ Our All In All by Debbie Harris

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Our hope — Christ
Our wisdom — Christ
Our salvation — Christ

Our deliverer,
Our hope again, rising,
Our provider in the wilderness of want

Christ our bright and morning star,
shining through the long night,
our counselor, whispering peace,
our dearest friend who never leaves

Christ our all in all —
the center, the circumference,
the beginning and the end of every longing

Jesus Christ our King!

Crown Him.
Crown Him forever.
Amen.

The Wicked Plot in Vain: The Lord’s Laughter at Their Coming Doom(A Sonnet on Psalm 37:12–13) by Debbie Harris

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The wicked plotteth against the just, and gnasheth upon him with his teeth. The Lord shall laugh at him: for he seeth that his day is coming

Psalm 37:12-13

In shadowed council, wicked hearts contrive,
Against the just they weave their dark design,
With grinding teeth they rage, their malice live,
To crush the righteous in their cruel design.
Yet from His throne on high, the Lord looks down,
And laughter breaks upon the courts of heaven;
The plots of men, their fury and their frown,
Are but a jest, their power soon riven.
For He beholds the day that swiftly nears,
When evil’s blade shall turn upon its own,
When every scheme dissolves in bitter tears,
And wicked breath shall cease, their pride o’erthrown.
So fret not at the snarling of the foe—
The Lord’s derision seals their coming woe.

Wise As Serpents, Harmless As Doves by Debbie Harris

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Send forth as sheep amid the wolfish throng,
Where danger prowls and treachery is strong:
Be wise as serpents, subtle, ever keen,
And harmless yet as doves, in heart serene.

Let wisdom coil within the watchful mind,
To trace the snare before the trap is signed;
Discern the mask, the honeyed word that lies,
The flattering tongue that veils the serpent’s eyes.

Yet let no venom stain the gentle tongue,
No malice rise where mercy should be sung;
Though knowledge pierce the veil of false disguise,
Let kindness hold the hand that might despise.

The serpent sees the path the wolf has trod,
The dove still bears the olive branch to God;
In one pure breast these contraries abide—
The cunning guard, the innocence inside.

Too soft, we fall beneath the predator’s claw;
Too sharp, we wound the souls that God foresaw.
The narrow way demands the double grace:
To know the world, yet meet it face to face

With eyes that read the dark and hearts that shine,
With shrewdness tempered by the will divine.
So walk we thus, till evening’s shadows close,
Wise as the serpent, harmless as the dove’s repose.

Awaiting The King Of Kings And Lord of Lords by Debbie Harris

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Beneath the bruised and bending sky
where every dawn feels half a lie,
the earth in labor pains still cries—
a low, unyielding, ancient sigh.

The rivers carve their patient plea,
the mountains stand on bended knee,
creation wears its exile thin,
groaning deep for what has been

promised since the garden fell:
a Foot to crush the serpent’s spell,
a shout that splits the vaulted blue—
the dead in Christ rise first, then you

and I, still breathing, caught away,
snatched upward in a single day.
No trumpet’s blast to warn the world,
no sign to mark the flag unfurled—

just sudden glory, swift and bright,
the Bridegroom calling through the night.
We wait not for the dragon’s roar,
nor bowls of wrath poured to the floor,

but for the voice, the archangel’s cry,
the silver sound that splits the sky—
“Rise! Meet Him in the open air!”
and every eye will find Him there.

With lamps held trembling, oil still sweet,
we stand on tiptoe at His feet—
not of this age, but citizens
of heaven, longing for the Prince

who comes not first in judgment’s flame,
but for His own, to claim His name.
Then robes of white, then crowns of light,
then every tear erased from sight.

Until that flash—oh, maranatha!—
we watch, we pray, we hold the path.
The promise burns: He comes for me,
the King of kings in victory.

Maranatha.
Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
Come.

Hymn Of Praise: Hallelujah to the Lamb Enthroned: Sins Remembered No More, Grace Abounding More, No Condemnation, Victory Eternal by Debbie Harris

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Stanza 1
All our sins—past, present, future—forgiven stand,
Hurled to ocean depths, remembered nevermore.
Calvary’s crimson flood has sealed the grand command:
Pardoned forever; accuser’s claim no more.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 2
Sins of our youth, the stumbles of our striving years,
Secret shadows buried deep within the soul—
Swept clean away in mercy’s overflowing tears,
No lingering charge, no condemnation’s toll.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 3
Even now, when frailty whispers, weakness calls aloud,
Old nature stirs—yet His blood pleads stronger still.
Mercy rushes in where fallen sinners cry out loud,
Guilt melts away beneath the cross on Calvary’s hill.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 4
Where sin abounded, grace did much more abound,
Super-abounding, boundless, without end or measure.
Law exposed our shame, yet grace in triumph crowned,
Prevails victorious through Christ our risen treasure!

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 5
Behold the marvel: God declares the sinner just,
Not by our works, but Christ’s obedience complete.
Imputed righteousness, a robe no moth can rust—
We stand arrayed in glory at the mercy seat.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 6
No condemnation echoes from the throne on high,
The Judge is now our Brother, Advocate divine.
Curse exhausted, law fulfilled upon the tree—
In Christ we rise, unshackled, free from every sign.

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 7
When Satan roars, accuses with relentless spite,
Dragging up our failures, seeking to condemn—
We raise the blood of Jesus, shout with holy might:
“Your doom is sealed in fire, deceiver—your end has come!”

Refrain
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!

Stanza 8
Let ransomed voices rise through every age untold,
With angels, saints, and martyrs in the endless day—
Sins all forgiven, grace forevermore unfolds,
We crown You, Lamb of God, in ceaseless, joyous praise!

Refrain (final, with soaring repeat)
O victory! O glorious victory in Jesus’ name!
Our sins are cast as far as east is from the west!
White as snow, whiter than the purest winter flame,
Justified—just as if we’d never sinned—forever blest!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lamb enthroned in endless light!
Redeemed, restored, robed in His everlasting might!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen and amen forevermore!