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The God Who Neither Tires Nor Falters: Song of the Everlasting One Whose Unsearchable Understanding Becomes the Inheritance of All Who Wait Upon Him by Debbie Harris

12 Wednesday Nov 2025

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Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard,
The everlasting God, the Lord,
Creator of earth’s farthest ends,
Fainteth not, neither grows weary?
His understanding—no man can search.

He giveth power to the faint;
To them that have no might He increaseth strength.
Even youths shall faint and be weary,
Young men stumble, fall—
But they that wait upon the Lord
Shall renew their strength;
Mount up with wings as eagles,
Run and not be weary,
Walk and never faint.

O boundless God, I stand in awe—
Thy oceans of might overflow my soul!
My heart, a trembling leaf, is lifted high
On eagle-wings of grace Thou dost bestow.
I thank Thee, Lord, with every breath I draw;
Thy greatness crashes like a tidal wave,
And in its roar I lose myself,
Found only in Thy love that saves.

Jesus, My All by Debbie Harris

11 Tuesday Nov 2025

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Jesus, You are my hope—
the dawn that breaks the night,
my glory—crown of light
that turns my shame to white.

My victory—sword and shield
when battles rage within,
my song—melody unsealed
that silences my sin.

May praise rise like incense sweet
from heart and soul and mind,
a ceaseless flame, a steady beat,
all day long entwined.

In every breath, in every thought,
Your name alone I sing;
my hope, my glory, victory wrought—
Jesus, my everything.

A Thanksgiving Prayer To Our Triune God by Debbie Harris

10 Monday Nov 2025

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This poem is a lyrical prayer of gratitude addressed to the Triune God—Father, Son (Jesus), and Holy Spirit—celebrating God’s abundant provision and presence. Structured in five stanzas, it weaves agricultural imagery (harvest, wheat, grapes) with theological depth to express thanks for both physical and spiritual blessings.

  • Stanza 1 (Father): Thanks God the Father for creation’s bounty—dawn, rain, and the harvest—symbolizing His generous provision.
  • Stanza 2 (Son): Thanks Jesus as the Vine and broken bread, linking the Lord’s Supper to redemption and life from death.
  • Stanza 3 (Spirit): Thanks the Holy Spirit as wind and fire, for inner renewal and the warmth of faith.
  • Stanza 4 (Trinity): Praises the unified Three-in-One God as eternal Light, giver of breath, sight, and enduring love.
  • Stanza 5 (Response): Overwhelmed by gratitude (“so much to be thankful for”), the speaker offers imperfect words as worship to the King.

Core Theme: Profound thanksgiving for material and eternal gifts, rooted in the distinct yet united persons of the Trinity, culminating in joyful praise.

Father of mercies, whose open hand
spills dawn across the stubbled land,
we thank You for the furrow’s yield,
for wheat that bows, for rain that healed.

Jesus, the Vine, whose blood runs red
in every grape the harvesters tread,
we thank You for the table spread,
for broken bread that raises dead.

Spirit, wild Wind, who fans the flame
in every heart that speaks His name,
we thank You for the kindled coal
that warms the marrow of the soul.

Three Persons, one unshadowed Light,
You hold the day, You hold the night;
for breath, for sight, for love that stays,
we lift this triune hymn of praise.

So much to thank You for—too much
for any tongue, yet every crutch
of word we lean on bends and sings:
all glory to the King of kings.

The Inestimable Treasure That Never Ends Is Jesus Christ, Our Savior, Lord, And King by Debbie Harris

10 Monday Nov 2025

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Summary of the Poem

The poem celebrates Jesus Christ as the ultimate, inexhaustible treasure—priceless, eternal, and infinitely renewing.

It portrays Him in three majestic roles:

  • Savior: who redeems us through His sacrifice on the cross,
  • Lord: who reigns with sovereign power yet tender care,
  • King: whose kingdom and glory have no end.

No matter how deeply we draw from His mercy, grace, wisdom, or love, the supply never diminishes—the more we take, the more He gives. The poem invites every weary soul to come empty-handed and be filled from this boundless, inestimable treasure: Jesus Christ, our Savior, Lord, and King.

In fields of grace, beneath the sky’s wide dome,
A treasure lies no map has ever shown—
Not gold that dims, nor gems that lose their fire,
But Christ Himself, the heart’s unspoken choir.

We dig with faith through layers of our days,
Past guilt’s dark soil and fear’s entangling maze;
Each spade of prayer strikes deeper than the last,
Unveiling light that centuries outcast.

The more we take—His mercy, truth, and peace—
The more He gives; the store will never cease.
A single glance reveals a thousand more,
Each facet new, each promise to explore.

Exhaust the stars? Then count the grains of sand.
Exhaust the sea? Then hold it in your hand.
But Jesus? No. His depths defy the sum;
Eternity itself cannot be done.

So come, weary seeker, bring your empty cup—
He fills, refills, and lifts your spirit up.
The treasure waits, unspent, unbound, untrod:
Forever found, forever ours—our God.

The Hope Of The Rapture by Debbie Harris

09 Sunday Nov 2025

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The hope of the Rapture gives

us a ceaseless victorious hope!

Until He comes rejoice in our

blessed Savior’s many benefits

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.

To the Kind-Hearted,Especially Those Who Belong To The Household of Faith by Debbie Harris

09 Sunday Nov 2025

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In a world that often spins too fast,
you pause—
a gentle hand on a trembling shoulder,
a whispered prayer in the midnight hour.

You are the quiet ones
who carry groceries up three flights,
who text “I’m thinking of you” at 2 a.m.,
who leave the last cookie on the plate
and pretend it was never theirs.

You are the faithful
who rise before dawn to intercede,
who memorize verses not for show
but to stitch them into broken hearts.
Your faith is not a banner—
it is bread, broken and given.

To the neighbor who shoveled my walk
without a word,
to the stranger who paid for my coffee
when my card declined,
to the elder who called just to say
“God sees you”—

Thank you.

Your kindness is a lantern
in the fog of hurry and harm.
It does not shout;
it simply stays lit.

May every small mercy you scatter
return to you as a harvest of peace.
May the God who notices sparrows
notice you—
and smile.

With all my heart,
thank you.

A Canticle Of The Eternal Attributes by Debbie Harrid

09 Sunday Nov 2025

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Jude 1:25 (KJV)
“To the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen.”

I. Wisdom
To the only wise God, our Saviour,
whose counsel predates the first dawn,
who inscribed the law on spiral arms
before the serpent learned to crawl—
let every question find its home
inside the silence of Your throne.

II. Glory
Be glory: the uncreated light
that clothed the bush yet did not burn,
the splendor Moses could not sight
until his face with radiance turned;
it streams from wounds upon the tree
and crowns the humble bended knee.

III. Majesty
Be majesty: the diadem
of galaxies in circling dance,
the terror veiled in Bethlehem,
the thunder hushed in swaddling bands;
kings cast their crowns, the mountains bow,
the seraphs veil their faces now.

IV. Dominion
Be dominion: the quiet reign
that holds the sparrow in its fall,
the scepter breaking every chain,
the kingdom come in spite of all;
its borders stretch from east to west,
yet fit inside a sinner’s chest.

V. Power
Be power: the Word that split the sea,
the breath that woke the valley dry,
the might that knelt at Gethsemane
and chose the nails instead of sky;
it raises dead men from their shame
and whispers life into a name.

VI. Now
Both now—
in hospital wards and wedding feasts,
in refugee boats and candlelight,
in every heartbeat of the least,
Your mercy keeps the dark at bay;
the clock may race, the shadows fall,
but grace outruns the speed of all.

VII. Ever
And ever—
when suns collapse and moons forget,
when entropy has paid its debt,
when last amen is softly set
into the hush of finished strife;
Your glory, majesty, dominion, power
will bloom eternal in that hour.

Amen.

Doxology In Expanded Measure by Debbie Harris

09 Sunday Nov 2025

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Jude 1:25 (KJV)
“To the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen

To the only wise God, our Saviour—
a lone and radiant intellect
that spun the spiral arms of night,
yet stooped to cradle dust and breath—
be glory, like a burning coal
laid on the tongue of every soul
till silence itself learns to sing.

Be majesty, a robe of stars
unclasped across the midnight bars,
where seraphim in hushed accord
unveil the face they dare not name;
its hem drags galaxies in flame
and still outshines the proudest lord.

Be dominion, the iron scepter
tempered in mercy’s gentler fire,
that breaks the yoke of death’s empire
and plants a garden in the desert;
its shadow lengthens, yet invites
the trembling exile to its heights.

Be power, the pulse beneath the veil
of atom, storm, and comet’s trail,
the whispered “Let there be” that hurled
a trillion suns in ordered whirl;
it thunders soft within the Word
and calms the chaos with a sigh.

Both now—
while empires rot and roses fade,
while children laugh and widows weep,
while blood is spilled and bread is shared—
Your throne stands firm, Your promise deep;
the clock ticks on, yet cannot mar
the timeless instant where You are.

And ever—
when entropy has spent its rage,
when last black hole exhales its page,
when silence folds the final age
into the hush of finished grace;
the echo of the Lamb’s “Amen”
will still resound through boundless then.

Amen.

Crimson-Crowned and Called: The Privilege of Prayer with the Sovereign Lord by Debbie Harris

09 Sunday Nov 2025

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Redeemed by Christ’s blood and crowned with mercy, believers hold the royal privilege of constant, intimate prayer—whispering boldly at any moment to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Their breath becomes a bridge, their hearts an open door, to the Sovereign who calls them His own.

Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.
—Hebrews 4:16 (KJV)

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.
—Romans 8:15 (KJV)

What a privilege we bear,
crowned in crimson mercy,
to whisper in prayer at any hour
to the King of Kings,
the Lord of Lords—
our breath a bridge,
our hearts the door.