20163. THOMAS' SONG

Jesus, you were all to me, Why did You die on Calvary? O Lamb of God, I fail to see How this could be part of the plan. I proudly say with blazon cry: “You are my Lord and my God!”

They say that You’re alive again, But I saw death and ev- ’ry sin Reach out to claim their darkest win. How could this be part of the plan? If I could only hold Your hand, And touch the scars where nails were driven; I would need to feel Your side where holy flesh by spear was riven. Then I’d believe, only then I’d believe Your cruel death was part of a heavenly plan.

Holy presence, holy face; A vision filling time and space. Your nearness makes my spirit race. Could this be part of the plan?

I see the wounds that caused the cry, From heaven, ocean, earth and sky; When people watched their Savior die. Could this be part of the plan? Reaching out to hold Your hand, And touch the scars where nails were driven; Coming near I feel Your side where holy flesh by spear was riven. Now I believe, Jesus, now I believe Your cruel death was part of a heavenly plan.

I proudly say with brazon cry: You are my Lord and My God.