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Arise and Rejoice: The Words I Speak Unto You, They Are Spirit and Life—Our Supreme Treasure, Heavenly Wealth, Unfailing Wisdom, and More Than Conquerors Victory Forever by Debbie Harris

14 Saturday Feb 2026

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Arise, ye saints, and shout the victory cry!
The Holy Bible, blazing like the sun,
Outshines all gold, all crowns that mortals buy,
Our boundless treasure when the world is done.
No vault can hold what floods from every page—
Eternal riches, wisdom none can steal;
In Christ all treasures shine from age to age,
Our sword, our shield, our joy that wounds can heal.

The words I speak unto you, they are spirit and life—
Not empty breath, but thunder clothed in grace!
They shatter chains, they end the reign of strife,
And raise the fallen to a kingly place.
Rejoice! This Book our wealth, our wisdom, our might:
We conquer death—we live in endless light!

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O Silent Snow, Preach Thy Mercy: Though Our Sins Were Scarlet, They Are Now White as Thou by Debbie Harris

25 Sunday Jan 2026

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Come now, and let us reason, saith the Lord on high,
Though your sins be as scarlet, red as deepest dye,
They shall be made as white as snow that softly falls,
A mantle pure descending where the mercy calls.

See how the heavens open in a silent stream,
Each flake a perfect hexagon, a crystalline dream,
Six rays of fragile splendor branching out in grace,
No two the same, yet every one in beauty’s place.

The air grows sharp and silver, biting yet so clean,
A scent of frost and pine where winter’s breath is seen,
It fills the lungs with crispness, scours the heart of care,
And leaves the spirit lifted in the chill, pure air.

Upon the skin it settles, cool as whispered peace,
A velvet kiss that numbs the ache, bids sorrows cease,
Then melts to tiny rivers tracing paths of light,
Like tears of absolution in the winter night.

The world lies hushed beneath this drifting, weightless veil,
Footsteps muffled softly, every sound grown pale,
The scarlet stains of yesterday now buried deep,
In drifts of endless whiteness, where no guilt may creep.

Intricate the snowflake gleams beneath the moon’s soft gaze,
A lacework forged in silence through celestial ways,
Yet vast the promise echoes: though your guilt was red,
Behold—the soul made whiter than the snow instead.

So let this beauty preach its quiet, wordless lore,
Forgiveness falling steady, covering evermore,
Till every heart, once burdened, stands redeemed and free,
As white as snow, as boundless as eternity.

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Chaos Roars, Kingdoms Fade Away: Yet Our Beauty-Filled Triune God Forever Reigns Supreme by Debbie Harris

19 Monday Jan 2026

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When tempests rage and kingdoms fall,
And shadows cloak the trembling earth,
Our Triune God, enthroned o’er all,
Reigns radiant in eternal worth.

The Father speaks, His voice the same,
Through chaos vast and ages long;
The Son, once slain, now bears the name
Above all names, in endless song.

The Spirit breathes where darkness dwells,
A river of pure, living light;
In broken hearts His glory swells,
Dispelling fear with holy might.

No throne of man can stand the test,
No empire lasts beyond its day;
Yet Beauty crowned in love confessed
Shall never fade, nor pass away.

O fix your gaze on heaven’s seat,
Where Three in One forever shine;
Though worlds dissolve beneath our feet,
His sovereign grace is ever thine.

So sing through storm, through night, through fire—
The Triune God is on the throne;
His beauty fills the vast desire
Of every soul He calls His own.

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Christ, the Archetype of Beauty: Fairest of Ten Thousand by Debbie Harris

19 Monday Jan 2026

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O Thou who first didst speak the light to flame,
And from Thy boundless heart the heavens came,
The rose’s blush, the star’s unyielding gleam,
The ocean’s song, the mountain’s silent dream—
All beauty flows from Thee, the Fountain pure,
And Thou art Beauty Itself, forever sure.

In Eden’s dawn, when earth was yet untrod,
Thy finger traced the lily and the sod;
Each dewdrop held Thy splendor, each bird’s wing
A hymn to glory that the angels sing.
Yet not in creatures doth Thy essence dwell—
They mirror but the light in which we fell.

Behold the Son, the Word made flesh divine,
In whom the Father’s glory fully shine!
The fairest of ten thousand, robed in grace,
Whose countenance outshines the noonday blaze.
He is the Archetype, the perfect Form,
The living Beauty that no storm can harm.

When thorns did crown His brow, and nails did pierce,
True Beauty suffered—yet grew never less;
For love’s deep wound revealed the hidden fire,
The splendor veiled in blood and dark desire.
Transfigured now in resurrection’s morn,
He reigns as Light where endless day is born.

O Christ, Thou Beauty self and Beauty’s Giver,
Draw us to Thee, our soul’s eternal River.
Let every eye that seeks the good and true
Find in Thy face the vision ever new.
For he who wrought all beauty for our sight
Is Beauty Infinite—eternal Light, O Christ our delight.

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Thoughts Worth Dwelling On: The Blessed Hope of the Rapture and the Glorious Government of Our Lord Jesus Christ by Debbie Harris

18 Sunday Jan 2026

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6 Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
7 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
9 Those things, which ye have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.

Phillipians 4:6-9 KJV

O set your heart on things above,
Where Christ shall soon descend in love;
The trumpet sound, the archangel’s cry—
True promise lifts our gaze on high.

What is more true than His sure word?
The dead in Christ shall rise first, assured;
Caught up together in clouds we soar,
To meet the Lord forevermore.

What is more honorable, more just,
Than the King returning in power and trust?
No longer meek upon a lowly ass,
But crowned in glory, the First and Last.

What is more pure than spotless grace,
That calls His bride to yonder place?
Washed white as snow, without a stain,
In robes of righteousness we reign.

How lovely is that day of light,
When shadows flee before His sight!
The earth restored, the curse undone,
Peace flowing like a river’s run.

What good report shall echo wide?
The government on His shoulder abides—
Justice and mercy in perfect blend,
A thousand years of joy without end.

No tyrant sways, no wicked thrives,
For righteousness forever lives;
The wolf with lamb in harmony lies,
The knowledge of the Lord fills earth and skies.

If there be any virtue, any praise,
Then fix your thoughts these coming days:
The rapture’s hope, the throne of gold,
Where Christ is King, and love untold.

Let not the storms of earth prevail,
Nor fleeting fears your peace assail;
But dwell upon this glorious theme—
Our soon-coming Savior, our reigning King supreme.

Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus, come!
In this sweet meditation, find your home.

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Every Mountain a Jewel, Every Sea a Song: The Whole Earth Crowned with the Beauty of Our Saviour(Colossians 1:15–17, KJV) by Debbie Harris

12 Friday Dec 2025

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Colossians 1:15–17 (KJV)


Who is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of every creature:
For by him were all things created, that are in heaven, and that are in earth, visible and invisible, whether they be thrones, or dominions, or principalities, or powers: all things were created by him, and for him:
And he is before all things, and by him all things consist.

The whole earth was created
and crowned with the beauty
of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.

Every blade of grass
a thread in His royal robe,
every mountain ridge
a jewel set upon His brow.

The oceans roar His praise
in thunder-language of waves,
the forests lift green hands
and tremble with His name.

Sunrise spills molten gold
across the waking lands,
a daily coronation
for the King who holds the worlds.

Stars burn as candles
round His midnight throne,
and every breath of wind
whispers, “All for Him,
all by Him,
all through Him alone.”

The whole earth—
a single, shining diadem
laid at the feet
of Jesus Christ,
the everlasting Lord.
Amen.

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A Hymn of Return: On the Sacred Duty to Fill Every God-Given Talent with Beauty as Our Humble Offering by Debbie Harris

25 Tuesday Nov 2025

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A Hymn of Return: On the Sacred Duty to Fill Every God-Given Talent with Beauty as Our Humble Offering

The poem presents every human talent (artistic, manual, relational, intellectual) as a small spark of God’s own infinite Beauty, lent to us not for self-glory but to be returned to Him transformed into lovelier praise.

It begins with the quiet truth that God has placed a unique “note” in each person and asks only that we make His beauty endure through our lives. Like a rose that cannot help but give back fragrance, we are to take whatever we have been given (brush, voice, hammer, lullaby, garden, poem) and fill it with reverence and excellence, and offer it back as worship.

Talents are never truly “ours”; they are loans of divine glory meant to increase through use. The poem urges us never to let any gift rust or fall silent, but to polish it until it glows with something more than human, becoming a mirror that flashes one ray of God’s light into the world.

The closing vision is eschatological: when the final day comes and all partial beauties are gathered into the Perfect Beauty, every small act of consecrated craftsmanship will expand into the eternal flame from which it came, and God will delight to recognize Himself in the humble human work offered with love.

In essence, the poem is a lyrical call to stewardship: live and work in such a way that every talent becomes a humble, beautiful gift returned to the Giver, an act of liturgical beauty that prepares us for the unending Beauty of heaven.

The Lord of Beauty lent us each a spark,
A single note to sound within His song;
He shaped the hand, the voice, the eye, the heart,
And whispered soft: “Now make My beauty long.”

Not for our praise, nor for the world’s applause,
But as the rose returns its scent to air,
We take the gift and, trembling at the cause,
Pour loveliness again into His care.

The painter’s brush, the poet’s burning line,
The gardener’s patient, green, and quiet art,
The mother’s lullaby, the carpenter’s design,
Each humble craft a beating of God’s heart.

For talent is not ours; it is a loan
Of glory, lent that glory may increase;
A mirror set beneath the sun alone
To catch one ray and fling it into peace.

Then let no gift lie rusted, mute, or dim;
Let every skill be polished till it shine
With something more than human seraphim
Can claim, till it reflects the borders of divine.

So work, O soul! and sing, and build, and sow,
With fear and love and wonder in your hands;
That when the final beauty shall bestow
Its perfect day, your fragment may expand
Into the endless Beauty whence it came,
And God behold Himself in your small flame.

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To Observe the Silent Cry in Any Human Heart and Answer with Unseen Mercies Knotted in Moonless Corners, No Boast, No Trumpet, No Record, Only the Wordless Sentence That Turns Us into the Hidden Hands of Grace by Debbie Harris

09 Sunday Nov 2025

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To see a need—
a child’s bare foot on frost-bit stone,
a widow’s lamp guttering low—
and meet it,
not with heralds or hammered brass,
but with the hush of bread broken in back rooms,
coins slipped through cracked doors,
bandages knotted in the dark.

No trumpet.
Only the soft click of a latch
behind the giver who vanishes
before the given can name the gift.

This is the grammar of God’s hands:
verbs without subjects,
sentences that end in silence.
The wound closes.
The hunger forgets its own shape.
The world turns,
and no one marks the pivot
except the One who keeps
a ledger of mercies
written in disappearing ink.

Be that ink.
Be that pivot.
Be the quiet clause
in the long sentence of grace.

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God’s Perfect Breath: The Eternal Scripture That Saves from Sin and Hell by Debbie Harris

18 Saturday Oct 2025

Posted by Debbie Harris in Bible Centered Poetry, Christ Centered Devotionals, Christ-centered poetry, Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible, Inspirational, Jesus Christ, King of Kings, Praise, Royally Redeemed

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Summary of the Poem: “God’s Perfect Breath: The Eternal Scripture That Saves from Sin and Hell”

The poem, inspired by Romans 15:4, Hebrews 4:12, and Psalm 119:89, 105, 130, 160 (KJV), celebrates the divine power, inerrancy, and perfection of Scripture as God’s living Word. It opens with Romans 15:4’s emphasis on Scripture’s role in providing learning, comfort, and hope, portraying it as a beacon that sustains faith. Psalm 119’s imagery—God’s Word as an eternal, settled truth, a lamp, and a light of understanding—underscores its flawless, guiding nature. Described as God’s very breath, the Scriptures are inerrant, radiant, and eternal, offering a perfect map to salvation. Hebrews 4:12’s depiction of the Word as a two-edged sword highlights its ability to pierce sin, expose Satan’s deceit, and shatter the chains of guilt, protecting souls from hell. The poem traces the biblical narrative from Eden to Calvary, where Christ’s sacrifice offers the ultimate gift of salvation, universally available (“for all to claim”). Through vivid imagery, it presents Scripture as a living, transformative force—a shield against evil, a fire to warm hearts, and a star guiding humanity to eternal life. The poem, spanning 56 lines across eight stanzas, concludes with a call to embrace this flawless Word, which redeems all from sin and Satan’s lies, lifting them to divine hope and light.

Romans 15:4 (KJV):

For whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, that we through patience and comfort of the scriptures might have hope.


Hebrews 4:12 (KJV): For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

Psalm 119:89 KJV: For ever, O Lord, thy word is settled in heaven.


Psalm 119:105 KJV: Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.


Psalm 119:130 KJV: The entrance of thy words giveth light; it giveth understanding unto the simple.


Psalm 119:160 KJV: Thy word is true from the beginning: and every one of thy righteous judgments endureth for ever.

Romans 15:4 KJV: “For whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, that we through patience and comfort of the scriptures might have hope.”
Hebrews 4:12 KJV: “For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.”
Psalm 119:89 KJV: “For ever, O Lord, thy word is settled in heaven.”
Psalm 119:105 KJV: “Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.”
Psalm 119:130 KJV: “The entrance of thy words giveth light; it giveth understanding unto the simple.”
Psalm 119:160 KJV: “Thy word is true from the beginning: and every one of thy righteous judgments endureth for ever.”

In Romans’ light, where hope takes flight,
Fifteen and four, a beacon bright.
The Scriptures, writ for learning’s gain,
Bestow through grace a hope sustained.
Through ancient words, the Spirit sings,
Of comfort born on sacred wings,
A Word divine, so pure, so sure,
Its truth eternal shall endure.

This Word, as Psalms proclaim with awe,
God’s settled truth, His holy law.
Forever fixed in Heaven’s frame,
Its inerrant voice shall never wane.
A lamp to guide through darkest night,
It shines as truth, as Heaven’s light,
From simple hearts to sages wise,
It opens truth to seeking eyes.

God’s breath it is, alive, divine,
Its perfect will through ages shine.
Inerrant, flawless, without stain,
Its every truth shall e’er remain.
No error dims its radiant glow,
No fault can shake the grace it shows.
From Heaven’s throne, it came to earth,
God’s holy Word, of boundless worth.

O living Word, so sharp, so keen,
As Hebrews sings in truth serene.
A two-edged sword, it cuts through lies,
Divides the soul, exposes guise.
It pierces deep where sin takes hold,
Reveals the heart, both young and old.
No secret hides from its pure light,
It shatters gloom with Heaven’s might.

Satan’s deceit, that cunning snare,
Dissolves beneath its holy glare.
The serpent’s lies, so sly, so fell,
Cannot withstand this truth that swells.
From Eden’s fall to hell’s dark gate,
The Word unmasks the devil’s hate.
It guards the soul from sin’s cruel chain,
And breaks the bonds of guilt and pain.

O glorious beauty, rich, profound,
In every verse, God’s voice is found.
Its pages gleam with mercy’s art,
A perfect map to heal the heart.
From Sinai’s stone to Calvary’s cross,
It counts all gain as worldly loss.
The story of a Savior’s blood,
That cleanses sin in love’s great flood.

This Word, unerring, stands supreme,
God’s perfect truth, salvation’s theme.
It speaks of Christ, the Lamb who died,
Who bore our shame, was crucified.
Through Him, the gift of grace is given,
To save from hell, to open Heaven.
No greater love could e’er be known,
Than Christ, who claims us as His own.

In every line, God’s breath resounds,
A living stream on holy grounds.
It quenches thirst, it calms the storm,
Restores the soul, makes whole, transforms.
No power of hell can stand its might,
No darkness dims its radiant light.
It calls the lost, it sets them free,
And writes their names for eternity.

From Genesis to Heaven’s shore,
The Word endures forevermore.
Its perfect truth, a guiding star,
Proclaims God’s love both near and far.
Through trials fierce, it stands unmoved,
Its inerrant voice by God approved.
A shield against the tempter’s art,
A fire to warm the coldest heart.

O saints, arise, this Word embrace,
Its flawless truth redeems the race.
From sin’s dark grip, from Satan’s lie,
It lifts them to the throne on high.
In Romans’ hope, in Hebrews’ might,
They find their strength, their peace, their light.
God’s perfect Word, His breath divine,
Salvation’s gift—for all to claim.

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Just Imagine The Heavenly Splendours by Debbie Harris

01 Monday Sep 2025

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2 Corinthians 4:18 (KJV)

While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.

Just imagine

the Heavenly

splendours we

cannot yet see!

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Blog for poet and singer-songwriter Malcolm Guite

F.O.R. Jesus

Fill up. Overflow. Run over.

Dan Olinger

"If the Bible is true, then none of our fears are legitimate, none of our frustrations are permanent, and none of our opposition is significant."

Letters from the Exile

John Blase

The Beautiful Due

Some creatives

Poetry - Songs - Faith-based discussion - Comments

Riverside Peace

Discover how God works through his creation and Scripture to show us his love.

Petals from the Basket

Ideas and Resources for Everyday Christian Living

His Beloved

"I do not write these things to make you ashamed, but to admonish you as my beloved children" 1 Corinthians 4:14 Copyright © Kayla Rivers All Rights Reserved

Making Joy a Habit

My Journey for Joy through Christ-Centered Living

Gail Johnson

Sharing the hope I found in the center of His wheel

Rooted in Christ

Becoming deeply Rooted in Christ by digging into His word.

RDN

adaughtersgiftoflove

Encouraging and Empowering Women In Christ

Lines of Lazarus

"God is my Help"

l i g h t room

Word(s) . Light . Life

Take your Cross now.

John 3:16 for ME.

Together Sisters

~walking each other home~

Life in a blog

All there is ever, is the now

He Spoke To My Heart

A Collection of Inspirational Thoughts by Jeannine Larcom

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