He Lives!

 

She tried her best to tell them, He no longer lay,

Crucified by soldiers, and in a borrowed grave

Silently, they listened to the words she had to say,

All the while, wondering, how could he live again.

 

He lives! He lives! I talked to Him today.

He lives! He lives, is all she could say.

 

They failed to find Him in the tomb, yet they could not perceive.

The story of His resurrection they would not believe.

Eleven sat within the room weeping for Him when

Suddenly, He appeared, their Savior and Friend.

 

He lives. He lives I talked to Him today.

He lives. He lives, is all they could say

 

But Thomas was a doubter and he would not believe

Until He saw the nail prints in both His hands and feet.

“I want to touch His nail-scarred hands and the wound in His side,

To know, He is Jesus Christ, the Lamb, Who gave His life.”

 

Then Jesus stood within the midst and said, “Come and see.

Reach forth thine hand, doubting not, touch me and believe.”

No longer plagued by fear and doubt, Thomas stood before

The risen King of Glory, Jesus Christ the Lord.

 

He lives! He lives! I talked to Him today.

He lives! He lives, is all he could say.

 

He lives! He lives! I talked to Him today.

He lives! He lives, is all I can say.

Words and Music ~ Linda Gail Johnson

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