Dawn P. Ware 

Independence, Missouri, USA 

 
 
 

Dawn has been seriously writing poetry since the 1960's and was greatly inspired by her family's poems, of three sisters, two brothers, and her Father. She is a new member of the National Library of Poetry. Her main aim, and purpose in life is to live a Christian example. Dawns greatest joy, is attending church, praising the Lord and being involved with her children and grandchildren. She is happily involved full time, tending beautiful flowers outside, and creating decorative items, for her home inside. At all times, she awaits inspiration to take pen in hand and let God's Love flow forth.

 

Mighty Love

He wasn't afraid, His life to Lay down, 
Though pain for awhile was His dread. 
There was no other way, to win the crown, 
The heir, must be declared dead. 
They lashed His back till His flesh did yield 
His broken body was bloody torn. 
By His torturous stripes, our bodies He healed 
His victory over the flesh was born. 
He choose, to hang on the agony tree, 
For hours, His prospect was dim. 
His precious blood, He shed for me, 
And for all who would trust in Him. 
Then willingly, He gave up the Ghost, 
And the rest, of our battle, He'd win, 
For yet He must go, and bring back the host 
That the grave, had held fast, within. 
His body, they laid away on a stone. 
His soul escaped, but they didn't know, 
To wage war with satan, down there alone, 
Conquer death, become the graves last foe, 
They guarded well, what was left of Him there. 
Surely they knew, He couldn't get free, 
But they knew not of His Spirits warfare, 
For into hells depths, they could not see. 
His battle won, in that pit of shame, 
From darkness, He set captives free. 
Then back to a body scarred, He came, 
Out from a bouldered tomb, for all to see. 
We've been delivered by this man alone, 
From ages of filthy, sins deceit. 
His mighty love chose torture to atone, 
And make His victory, over sin complete. 
Hallelujah! What joy! What mighty love! 
What a sacrifice! By one man alone! 
The very Son of God from Glory above! 
Made us to sit with Him on a Heavenly throne
All poems Copyright © 1997 Dawn P. Ware. All rights reserved.