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Sons and Daughters of the King: Our Identity in Christ by Debbie Harris

22 Sunday Feb 2026

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Sons and Daughters of the King: Our Identity in Christ:

This classical-style devotional poem is a tender, awe-filled reminder to believers of the breathtaking privileges and new identity bestowed upon us through salvation in Jesus Christ our Lord. It calls the soul to awaken from any sense of lowliness or forgetfulness and to marvel at what grace has accomplished.

The poem unfolds as a gentle yet majestic declaration:

  • We are no longer strangers or wanderers in darkness but adopted children of the Father, crying “Abba” by His Spirit.
  • We are joint-heirs with Christ, sharing His divine inheritance—not by our merit, but by His blood and resurrection.
  • We are a new creation, clothed in Christ’s righteousness, with the old life of sin forever gone.
  • We bear exalted biblical names: chosen, royal priesthood, holy nation, peculiar treasure, beloved saints, friends of Christ, ambassadors, members of His body, more than conquerors—all sealed and secured by His wounds and love.

The heart of the poem is the profound privilege of sonship and daughtership in the household of the King of kings: invited to His table, crowned with mercy, welcomed forever as royalty on earth. Yet this honor is never cause for pride—it is ground for humble wonder, gratitude, and worship.

The closing exhortation is simple and stirring: rejoice in this truth, live from this glorious birthright given by grace alone through faith in Christ, and go forth reflecting the splendor of being His dearly loved sons and daughters.

In essence, the poem is a lyrical love letter to believers: “You are already royalty, already family, already heirs—because the King has made you so. Rest in it. Rejoice in it. Proclaim it with humble joy.

John 1:12 (KJV)
But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name:

Romans 8:14-17 (KJV)
For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God. For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father. The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God: And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ; if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together.

Galatians 4:6-7 (KJV)
And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father. Wherefore thou art no more a servant, but a son; and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.

1 Peter 2:9 (KJV)
But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light.

O soul, awake from slumber’s lowly dream,
Behold what grace hath wrought in thee through Him—
The King of kings, who left His throne supreme,
To claim thee lost, and bid thee call Him kin.

No more a stranger, wandering in the night,
But child adopted by the Father’s love;
His Spirit whispers, “Abba,” in thy sight,
And seals thee heir to mansions far above.

Joint-heir with Christ, the Firstborn from the dead,
Thou sharest His inheritance divine—
Not earned by works, but by the blood He shed,
An endless portion, royal, pure, and thine.

A chosen one, elect before the dawn,
A new creation, old things passed away;
The former rags of sin forever gone,
In robes of righteousness thou stand’st today.

Royal priesthood, offering praise on high,
Holy nation, set apart for heaven’s call;
A peculiar treasure ‘neath His watchful eye,
His own possession—loved beyond recall.

Beloved saint, and friend of Christ the Lord,
Ambassador of peace in realms of strife;
Member of His body, by His wounds restored,
More than conqueror through Him who gives thee life.

What privilege sublime, what honor vast,
To bear the name of son, of daughter dear!
The King of glory bids thee to His feast,
And crowns thy head with mercy year by year.

Then lift thy voice in wonder, not in pride:
“By grace alone, through faith in Christ our Lord,
I am His child, His heir, His spotless bride—
Forever welcomed at my Father’s board.”

Rejoice, O believer, in this truth profound:
The King hath made thee royalty on earth,
Not for thy merit, but His love unbound—
Go forth and live the glory of thy birth!

Royal by His Wounds, Holy by His Call: A Priesthood Proclaiming the Glories of the Lamb’s Eternal Light by Debbie Harris

22 Sunday Feb 2026

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Royal by His Wounds, Holy by His Call: A Priesthood Proclaiming the Glories of the Lamb’s Eternal Light:

The poem is a lyrical, Christ-centered meditation on 1 Peter 2:9 (KJV), celebrating the transformed identity of believers as a chosen generation, royal priesthood, holy nation, and peculiar people.

It begins in the darkness of sin, where humanity was once enslaved, and describes God’s sovereign, gracious call through Christ’s incarnate love and sacrificial death on the cross. The torn veil and broken body of Jesus grant believers direct access to God, drawing them near to His heart.

The central stanzas proclaim the present reality of this new identity: believers are not self-crowned but robed in Christ’s righteousness, made royal by His wounds, holy by His call, and treasured as His own possession—engraved on His wounded side. This exalted standing is entirely by grace, not merit.

The poem contrasts the old life of striving and defeat with the finished work of the cross (“It is finished”), which makes believers heirs who now live in humble trust and quiet confidence in Christ’s royal life.

The closing call is one of reverent awe: lift your eyes, not in pride but in worship of Christ alone. His marvelous light exalts believers to royal height on earth—not to reign independently, but to reflect His glory. The purpose of this identity is single and clear: to proclaim evermore the excellencies and praises of Him—the Lamb—who called us out of darkness into His eternal, marvelous light.

Through trials and triumphs, believers become living ambassadors, bearing His praises like a sacred flame, all for the glory of Jesus Christ, the true King and Light.

In essence, the poem is a worshipful hymn that exalts Christ’s cross and call as the sole source of our royal priesthood, urging believers to live in humble, awe-filled proclamation of His glories rather than self-exaltation.

But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light. (1 Peter 2:9 KJV)

In shadowed vales where sin’s deep midnight reigned,
A sovereign call shattered the gloom’s despair—
Not ours the spark, but His, who rent the air
With love incarnate, bleeding, unrestrained.

No merit ours, no veil we tore apart;
The temple curtain split by nail-scarred grace,
His body broken opened heaven’s face—
We, once afar, now near His beating heart.

Behold, a royal priesthood stands arrayed,
Not crowned by self, but by the thorn-crowned King;
In robes of righteousness His blood doth bring,
Each soul a vessel where His light is stayed.

A holy nation forged in crimson flood,
A people His, possessed by boundless love;
Chosen not for worth, but mercy from above,
Engraved forever on His wounded side.

From chains of night, where death and darkness strove,
He summoned us—His voice, the living Word—
Into the splendor of His light outpoured,
Where glory shines in Him whom we adore.

No striving now to seize what grace has given;
The cross declares: “It is finished,” complete.
We rise as heirs where once we lay in defeat—
In humble trust, His royal life we live.

So lift the gaze, let reverent splendor gleam:
Not pride in self, but awe at Christ alone—
His excellence our song, His light, our royal height,
Proclaiming evermore: “The Light is His!”

Through every storm, in triumph or in pain,
We bear His praises like a sacred flame—
Chosen in Christ, royal by His great name,
Ambassadors of His eternal reign.

The Wondrous Exchange of the Cross: Self Slain, Christ Exalted, All for His Eternal Praise by Debbie Harris

21 Saturday Feb 2026

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The poem celebrates the believer’s union with Christ in His death: the true Christian reckons themselves crucified with Him, so the old self dies and all personal ambitions end. From then on, life has one purpose—to live solely for the glory of Christ. Through this “wondrous exchange,” self is slain, Christ is exalted, and every thought, deed, and breath proclaims His eternal praise.

In shadowed hour when Christ gave up His breath,
The true-hearted soul counts its own life slain—
Dead with the Lord who conquered sin and death,
No longer bound to earth’s self-seeking chain.

We judge ourselves as crucified that day,
When nails and spear His holy body tore;
The old man buried in the tomb’s cold clay,
Alive no more to chase what was before.

Henceforth the heart, once captive to its will,
Feels heaven’s constraint: no other aim shall rise.
Not gold, nor fame, nor fleshly passions fill
The purpose now—to glorify the skies.

For Him who died and rose, our lives we yield,
A living sacrifice, redeemed by grace;
In every breath, in every battlefield,
We live for Christ’s eternal, matchless face.

O wondrous exchange! From death to life we spring,
No longer ours, but wholly His to claim;
Let every thought, each deed, each offering
Proclaim the glory of the Savior’s name.

Blessed Is the Man or Woman Who Walketh Not in the Counsel of the Ungodly by Debbie Harris

20 Friday Feb 2026

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Psalm 1 (KJV)

1 Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful.
2 But his delight is in the law of the LORD; and in his law doth he meditate day and night.
3 And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.
4 The ungodly are not so: but are like the chaff which the wind driveth away.
5 Therefore the ungodly shall not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous.
6 For the LORD knoweth the way of the righteous: but the way of the ungodly shall perish.

O happy soul, whose feet decline
The counsel of the impious throng,
Who shuns the sinners’ path malign,
Nor joins the scoffers’ mocking song—
Not walking where the wicked lead,
Nor standing firm in vice’s way,
Nor seated where contempt is bred,
In scornful ease to spend the day.

But in the sacred law divine
His chief delight is ever found;
There day and night his thoughts entwine,
In meditation deep and profound.
Like some fair tree by rivers set,
Whose roots drink deep the ceaseless stream,
In season ripe its fruit is met,
Its verdant leaf no withering dream.

Whate’er he doth shall prosper well,
No drought shall parch, no storm prevail;
His boughs in fruitful beauty swell,
His greenness shall forever hail.
Not so the wicked—light as chaff
They whirl before the wind’s fierce breath;
No root, no weight, no stable staff,
They scatter to the realms of death.

The ungodly shall not stand the test
When judgment’s awful hour is come;
Nor sinners join the righteous blest
In God’s eternal, holy home.
For God beholds the righteous path,
And guards it with His watchful eye;
But they who tread the way of wrath
Shall perish, lost eternally.

In Nomine Diaboli (In the Name of the Devil): The Hellish Satanic Horror and Blasphemy of Woke Ideology – A Litany of Demonic Inversion by Debbie Harris

19 Thursday Feb 2026

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Title: In Nomine Diaboli (In the Name of the Devil): The Hellish Satanic Horror and Blasphemy of Woke Ideology – A Litany of Demonic Inversion

Form & Tone: A classical-style rhymed poem (mostly iambic tetrameter/pentameter couplets/quatrains) written as a condemnatory “litany” or prophetic dirge. It uses biblical imagery, apocalyptic language, and sharp satire to portray modern “woke” ideology as a profound spiritual inversion—an ancient evil (Satanic/demonic) masquerading as compassion, justice, and love.

Core Thesis: Woke ideology represents the “Great Inversion”—where good is called evil, truth is punished, natural order is deemed oppressive, and mercy is twisted into cruelty. Its adherents unwittingly (or deliberately) reject Christ’s grace, recite a creed “in the name of the devil,” and embrace self-damnation, making their fate a tragic, freely chosen horror.

Key Themes & Imagery:

  • False gods & resentment: Worship of victimhood wounds over mercy.
  • Linguistic & reality assault: Outlawing simple truths like “he is he” or “she is she”; punishing declarative “is” statements as hate.
  • Medical & moral horror: Blessing surgical mutilation of youth as “care”; gaslighting children to suppress doubt.
  • Public spectacle: Marches demanding total submission; washing hands of consequences like Pilate.
  • Blasphemous parody: Inverting the Cross, tearing temple veils, crowning a pastel golden calf; toasting with a poisoned cup of gall and vinegar (echoing Christ’s crucifixion mockery).
  • Demonic undertone: The ancient Serpent smiles at humanity’s swift re-learning of calling darkness light; pity disguises oldest Evil.
  • Tragic climax: Their souls are so base even Hell recoils; ultimate damnation stems from spurning the loving Holy Savior.

Structure:

  • Builds through vivid stanzas depicting cultural/ideological practices.
  • Peaks in ritual mockery (raising the poisoned cup, saying creed in nomine Diaboli).
  • Ends with a mournful, judgmental close: a “psalm” of wrath disguised as love whose final verse reveals Hell’s reluctant welcome and the tragedy of rejected grace.

Overall Effect: A fierce, sorrowful warning—half lament, half indictment—that woke ideology is not mere politics or error, but a hellish, Satanic blasphemy with eternal stakes: a demonic inversion that leads souls to base damnation through deliberate rejection of divine love.

Beneath the moon of fractured glass they kneel,
Where once was mercy now resentment reigns;
They carve new gods from every wound they feel
And offer up the innocent to chains.

The rainbow banner, rent with prideful tears,
Becomes a noose for those who will not bow;
They shriek of justice while they feed on fears
And outlaw “he is he” or “she is she” somehow.

In lecture halls the air grows thick with hex,
Pronouns sharper than the guillotine’s blade;
The heretic who dares to answer “next?”
Is cancelled, shamed, and digitally flayed.

They bless the surgeon’s knife on tender youth,
Call mutilation “care” with solemn face;
The child who weeps is told to hide the truth—
Doubt is the only unforgiven grace.

O ancient Serpent, thou must smile to see
How swiftly man re-learns the oldest art:
To call the darkness light, the foul decree
Of nature’s order “bigotry of heart”.

They march through streets with icons of the maimed,
Demanding every knee and conscience bend;
Yet when the tide of blood is finally named
They wash their hands and cry “we did defend!”

The temple curtains tear, the altar cracks,
The golden calf now wears a pastel crown;
What once was sin is virtue, virtue lacks—
And upside-down the Cross is handed down.

So they raise the poisoned cup of gall and vinegar,
Toast to the Great Inversion come at last:
Where every boundary, every natural wall
Is deemed oppression—and therefore must be smashed.

In nomine Diaboli, they say their creed,
Believing still they walk in heaven’s gleam;
While we who watch discern with growing dread
The oldest Evil wearing pity’s dream.

Thus ends the psalm of ever-bleeding woke—
A liturgy of wrath disguised as love,
Whose final verse, when all the incense smoke
Has cleared, reads:

Hell gapes wide, yet finds their souls too base—
A tragic choice: they spurned the Savior’s grace.

The Absurd Contradiction of Relativism Laid Bare: He Who Proclaimeth “There Is No Absolute Truth” Hath Already Testified Against Himself in the Sight of Him Who Is the Way, the Truth, and the Life by Debbie Harris

19 Thursday Feb 2026

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This Shakespearean sonnet exposes the self-contradiction of relativism: anyone claiming “truth is relative” unwittingly asserts an absolute truth—that relativity is universally true—thus sawing off the branch they sit on. Rooted in pride, relativism rejects logic while depending on it, mistaking chaos for freedom. The poem concludes by calling readers to abandon shifting shadows and embrace the unmoved, eternal, pure Truth—Jesus Christ, the Way, the Truth, and the Life (John 14:6 KJV). Turn to Jesus Christ, the only Savior of the world, for He alone is the absolute Truth that stands forever and offers true liberty from deception.

In essence: Relativism collapses the moment it speaks, proving absolute truth inescapable. Turn to Jesus Christ, the only Savior of the world.

John 14:6 (KJV)
Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.

Shall truth itself be made a wandering guest,
A shape that shifts with every mortal mind?
If all is relative, then none may rest
On solid ground, for certainty is blind.
Yet he who claims “no absolute may reign”
Doth forge a blade that cuts his own decree:
For in that very word his lips maintain
An absolute — that relativity must be.

O sweet contradiction, born of pride,
Thou bidst the law of non-contradiction flee,
Yet leanest on its breast where logic died,
And callest chaos truth’s own liberty.

Let tongues that love the shadow turn to light:
Truth stands unmoved — eternal, pure, and bright.

Say Yes to Grace: A Sonnet Exalting Jesus Christ, Whose Sovereign Yet Gentle Love Calls Every Heart to Repentance, Spiritual Rebirth, and Holy Transformation by Debbie Harris

18 Wednesday Feb 2026

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Summary of the Poem: “Say Yes to Grace”This sonnet is a joyous, universal celebration of the gospel invitation through Jesus Christ. It portrays humanity awakening from spiritual darkness at the dawn of grace and calls every heart to respond to God’s gentle, sovereign love.Key themes and progression:

  • The need for transformation: No one can enter God’s kingdom without radical change—being born again by the Holy Spirit, not by human effort.
  • Repentance and surrender: The soul must repent of sin, turn from old ways, and yield to the Spirit’s renewing breath.
  • The Holy Spirit’s work: He actively renews and transforms lives, breaking chains of sin, replacing darkness with light, and making holiness the heart’s true desire.
  • God’s gentle respect for free will: Though sovereign and loving, God never forces His way in. Like Revelation 3:20, He stands at the door and knocks, patiently waiting for each person’s willing “yes.”
  • The invitation is universal and eternal: Christ’s love calls every soul to repent, be born anew, and walk in transformed holiness forever.
  • Triumphant close: The poem ends in exuberant praise—“Rejoice, all hearts!”—urging readers to say “yes” to grace, experience new birth, and forever worship the Lord who makes us new.

In essence, the sonnet is an exultant, invitational hymn: God’s kindness (echoing Romans 2:4) draws us tenderly to repentance and new life in Christ, but the choice is ours. When we say “yes,” we step into joy, freedom, and eternal praise.It’s written in traditional Shakespearean sonnet form (14 lines, iambic pentameter, rhyme scheme ABAB CDCD EFEF GG), blending doctrinal depth with warm, poetic emotion.

Revelation 3:20 (KJV)
Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.

When dawn awakens earth with golden fire,
The human heart, once shadowed deep in night,
Must turn to Christ, the Savior full of grace,
And choose His love that offers second birth.

No one can see the kingdom without change—
Born again, not of flesh but of the Spirit,
Repenting sins that bound the weary soul,
And yielding to the wind of God’s own breath.

His Holy Spirit works this deep renewal,
Transforming lives from darkness into light,
Where chains of old desires dissolve away,
And holy ways become the heart’s delight.

Yet God, so gentle, never forces entry—
He stands and knocks, awaiting our reply;
In sovereign love He offers, never compels,
For true devotion blooms when we choose “yes.”

So let creation sing through endless years—
The love of Jesus Christ, our King and Lord,
Calls every soul to turn, repent, be born anew,
And walk transformed in holiness forever.

Rejoice, all hearts! His knock is soft and true—
Say “yes” to grace, be born again anew.
Forever praise the Lord who makes us new!

Paul’s Command Amid Iron’s Bite: In Every Thing by Prayer and Earnest Plea, with Thanksgiving Anchored to the Cross by Debbie Harris

16 Monday Feb 2026

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The poem is a poetic meditation on Philippians 4:6-7 (KJV), written from the perspective of the Apostle Paul imprisoned in Rome. Amid physical suffering—symbolized by “Roman chains” and the “iron’s bite”—Paul urges believers not to be anxious about anything (“Be careful for nothing”). Instead, in every circumstance, even the most painful or uncertain, they should bring their requests to God through sincere prayer and urgent supplication, always mixed with thanksgiving rooted in Christ’s victory on the cross and resurrection.The poem contrasts real human struggles (storms, veiled futures, lonely tears, despair) with the transformative act of surrender: laying bare one’s needs, wounds, and fears before God. In response, God grants a profound peace—one that “passeth all understanding”—which acts as a vigilant sentinel or soldier, actively guarding the heart and mind through Christ Jesus, even in the darkest nights.In essence, the poem portrays a journey from anxiety and hardship to liberated joy and inner protection: trials remain, but they lose their power to dominate when met with honest prayer, grateful remembrance of the empty grave, and trust in God’s surpassing peace.It’s a deeply encouraging reminder that divine calm isn’t dependent on easy circumstances—it’s a supernatural guard available right in the midst of chains.

Philippians 4:6–7 (KJV)

Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

In Roman chains, where shadows darkly fall,
Paul writes of joy amid the iron’s bite;
No sunny shore, no ease to ease the thrall,
Yet bids the heart release its anxious night.

Be careful for nothing, though the storm may rage,
Though future veils its face in threat and fear;
The trouble stands, yet need not hold the stage—
‘Tis not the trial, but the lonely tear.

In every thing, by prayer and earnest plea,
With thanks that anchor to the cross’s tree,
Lay bare your wants, your wounds, your frailty—
Surrender all; let God the burden see.

No vague entreaty, no half-hearted call,
But supplication sharp with real despair;
Then thanksgiving, though pain would claim it all,
Recalls the grave that could not hold its Heir.

And lo, a peace beyond all mortal ken
Shall keep the heart, the mind, with soldier’s might—
A sentinel that bars the gate to when
Despair would storm the soul in dead of night.

Not circumstance transformed, nor chains undone,
But inner keep held fast in Christ the Son;
The diagnosis lingers, storm undone—
Yet you are guarded; fear’s wild reign is won.

So bring your worry, trembling, to His throne;
Exchange the weight for peace that will not break.
In Christ you stand, not by your strength alone—
The peace of God your heart and mind shall wake.

Though prison walls or trials press severe,
This truth endures from one who knew the rod:
You do not carry sorrow lone and drear—
The guarding peace is yours, in Christ your God.

For Such a Time as This(A Prophetic Proclamation) by Debbie Harris

16 Monday Feb 2026

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Summary of the Poem: “For Such a Time as This”

This is a bold, prophetic proclamation poem written in a repetitive, declarative style inspired by Esther 4:14 (“for such a time as this”). It serves as a rallying cry for conservative evangelical Christians, calling believers to stand firm in faith amid perceived cultural, spiritual, and moral crises in the modern world (framed as “such a time” of urgency before Christ’s return).

Core Themes and Structure

  1. Unashamed Gospel Proclamation & Rejection of Compromise
    The poem opens with a commitment to boldly proclaim the gospel of Jesus Christ without shame, while refusing to love the world, compromise truth for unity, or embrace false doctrine.
  2. Cultural & Ideological Resistance
    It strongly opposes:
  • Progressive “woke” ideologies, blasphemous teachings, and moral relativism.
  • Specific philosophies seen as anti-God: communism, Marxism, radical feminism, secular humanism, progressivism, atheism, postmodernism, evolutionism, and others.
  • Institutions and influences: universities that indoctrinate youth, media propaganda, godless entertainment.
  1. Positive Biblical Stands
  • Unwavering support for Israel as God’s chosen people.
  • Defense of traditional marriage (one man + one woman as God’s design from creation).
  • Sanctity of human life from conception (opposing abortion).
  • Authority and inerrancy of Scripture as the final rule for faith and life.
  1. Moral Purity & Personal Holiness
    Calls for fleeing all sexual immorality (fornication, adultery, lust, impurity), pursuing holiness, self-control, and examining one’s own heart to avoid hypocrisy within the church.
  2. End-Times Readiness & Vigilance
    Emphasizes living alert and sober, keeping spiritual lamps burning, purifying oneself, enduring faithfully, and eagerly awaiting Christ’s return (with references to the trumpet call, Bridegroom at midnight, and not delaying).
  3. Mission, Revival & Triumphant Hope
    Urges active evangelism (Great Commission), prayer for national repentance and revival (2 Chronicles 7:14 style), pursuit of true biblical unity (without doctrinal compromise), and making disciples despite opposition.
    It closes with a doxology exalting Jesus as King of kings and Lord of lords, ending in expectant prayer: “Amen—come, Lord Jesus!”

Overall Tone & Purpose
The poem is urgent, confrontational, and hopeful—positioning the current cultural moment as a decisive time for believers to resist darkness, uphold biblical truth uncompromisingly, prepare for Christ’s soon return, and shine as lights while calling others to repentance and faith. It functions as both personal devotion and a public manifesto/call to action for like-minded Christians.

In essence: Stand unashamed, resist compromise, defend biblical truth and morality, prepare for the end, pray for revival, proclaim Christ, and await His victorious return—for such a time as this.

For such a time as this
we stand unashamed for the gospel of Jesus Christ!

For such a time as this
we stand against false doctrine.

For such a time as this
we refuse to love the world
and all that is in it.

For such a time as this
we claim our country for Jesus Christ.

For such a time as this
we live to make our Savior known.

For such a time as this
we do not sacrifice truth for unity’s sake!

For such a time as this
we call out the blasphemous and progressive woke!

For such a time as this
we stand and support Israel, God’s chosen people.

For such a time as this
we call out universities who indoctrinate
and radicalize our youth.

For such a time as this
we become like Bereans—
searching the Scriptures daily,
testing every spirit, every teaching,
to see if these things are so.

For such a time as this
we expose the lies of media giants
who twist truth into propaganda
and silence the faithful voices.

For such a time as this
we guard our homes and hearths
against the invasion of godless entertainment
that poisons young minds with rebellion.

For such a time as this
we watch and pray without ceasing
keeping our lamps trimmed and burning bright
for the Bridegroom comes at midnight.

For such a time as this
we live sober and alert
not sleeping as the world sleeps
but standing ready for the trumpet’s call.

For such a time as this
we purify ourselves as He is pure
clothing ourselves in righteousness
spotless and blameless at His appearing.

For such a time as this
we set our minds on things above
not on earthly things that fade
eagerly awaiting our Savior from heaven.

For such a time as this
we endure to the end in faithfulness
refusing to grow weary in well-doing
for He who promised is faithful and will return.

For such a time as this
we stand against communism and Marxism
godless systems that exalt the state above the Creator,
deny the soul, and crush freedom in the name of equality.

For such a time as this
we reject radical feminism
that wars against God’s design for manhood and womanhood,
promotes rebellion over biblical submission and mutual honor.

For such a time as this
we expose secular humanism
that crowns man as god, erases the need for a Savior,
and builds towers of pride without the fear of the Lord.

For such a time as this
we refuse moral relativism
where truth bends to whim and “my truth” supplants God’s Word,
calling good evil and evil good in brazen defiance.

For such a time as this
we call out progressivism
that marches under banners of “inclusion” while advancing sin,
redefining marriage, life, and justice apart from Scripture’s unchanging standard.

For such a time as this
we oppose every philosophy contrary to God—
evolutionism that mocks creation, atheism that blinds the heart,
postmodernism that dismantles absolute truth,
and all idols of the age.

For such a time as this
we stand firm for traditional marriage
God’s sacred design from the beginning:
one man and one woman united as one flesh,
a lifelong covenant reflecting Christ and His church.

For such a time as this
we defend the holy union of husband and wife
against every attempt to redefine or distort it,
honoring the marriage bed undefiled
as Scripture commands, without compromise.

For such a time as this
we take a stand against all immorality
fleeing sexual sin in every form—
fornication, adultery, lust, impurity,
and every defilement of the body, God’s temple.

For such a time as this
we call out the works of the flesh:
sensuality, debauchery, uncleanness,
and all that grieves the Holy Spirit,
refusing to let sin reign in our mortal bodies.

For such a time as this
we proclaim no hint of sexual immorality
among the saints, no tolerance for what God calls evil,
but rather holiness, self-control, and purity
in thought, word, and deed.

For such a time as this
we proclaim Christ crucified and risen
the only hope for sinners
in a world that calls evil good and good evil.

For such a time as this
we refuse compromise with darkness
choosing instead to shine as lights
in this crooked and perverse generation.

For such a time as this
we proclaim the soon return of Christ
warning the lost, urging repentance
for the day of the Lord draws near.

For such a time as this
we hold fast our confession of hope
without wavering, for He who is coming
will come and will not delay.

For such a time as this
we cry out for revival in our land
humbly ourselves before the Lord,
praying without ceasing, seeking His face,
turning from our wicked ways
that He may hear from heaven, forgive our sin,
and heal our broken nation.

For such a time as this
we affirm the Bible as God’s infallible, inerrant Word—
breathed out by Him, the supreme authority,
profitable for teaching, reproof, correction,
training in righteousness—
the final rule in all faith and practice.

For such a time as this
we defend the sanctity of human life from conception to natural death,
proclaiming every unborn child fearfully and wonderfully made,
a gift from God, image-bearer of the Creator—
calling out the shedding of innocent blood in abortion,
and standing against every assault on the vulnerable.

For such a time as this
we go into all the world making disciples of all nations,
baptizing them and teaching obedience to Christ,
compelled by His love, undeterred by hostility,
for the harvest is plentiful and the workers few.

For such a time as this
we examine our own hearts first,
repenting of hypocrisy and secret sin within the church,
pursuing holiness without which no one will see the Lord,
overcoming compromise that dulls our witness.

For such a time as this
we pursue the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace,
standing together on the essentials of the faith,
but never at the expense of sound doctrine or truth.

For such a time as this
we lift high the name of Jesus Christ,
King of kings and Lord of lords,
to whom every knee will bow and every tongue confess
that He is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
Amen—come, Lord Jesus!

The Faithful Rose by Debbie Harris

15 Sunday Feb 2026

Posted by in Christian Poetry, Exalting Jesus Christ, Holy Bible

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In verdant spring, the faithful soul awakes,
And trusts the Triune God’s eternal word;
Through tender buds, new life its promise takes,
And blooms where once the barren earth was stirred.

In summer’s blaze, they stand with fragrance sweet,
Relying firm upon His steadfast grace;
Petals unfurled in noonday’s fervent heat,
Adoring Him who holds them in their place.

When autumn comes with golden leaves that fall,
They yield their beauty in surrender’s art;
Yet trust remains, though colors fade and pall,
For roots drink deep from promises apart.

In winter’s frost, when snows entomb the ground,
The rose lies dormant, veiled in silent night;
But faith endures—no chill can hold it bound,
For God’s sure vow revives it into light.

Through every turn of season’s ceaseless wheel,
They bloom, they rest, they bloom again in praise;
Believing, trusting, adoring what is real—
The promises of God through endless days.

Thus do the righteous flourish like the rose,
Planted in grace, where wilderness rejoices;
Their fragrance rises where the desert grows,
And heaven smiles upon such faithful voices.