My Lord

"My Lord and my God," Thomas had cried
As he witnessed the scars on the Lord who had died,
"See my hands and my feet and the scar in my side.
I'm not a ghost, I've come back alive."

For a while on the earth He came back from the grave
That those who believed would someday be saved
"Feed my sheep," to Peter He cried.
"Feed my sheep. For their sakes I died."

He promised a home to those who believed
To those who believed and were not deceived.
A home up in Heaven to be with the Lord
Who now sits in Heaven at the right hand of God.

Jehovah, Jesus, Holy Spirit all in one.
God sent His Spirit to earth in the form of His Son.
After He arose, His Spirit He sent
To dwell in all who believe and repent.

Please, let my life be a witness for Thee.
Let others see You living in me.
I want to tell others You came from above
To show all mankind the depths of Your love.

by Lyna Goodhue

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