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Locked in a room his friends were afeared
When Jesus rose again and appeared.
   “My peace be with you
   for I'm making you new.”
It was the Lord they knew and revered.

But because he hadn't been there
then Thomas the twin did declare,
   “If I am to believe
   to the wounds I must cleave
to know if it's true or a scare”

Again Jesus appeared a week later,
with Thomas right there, a spectator.
   “My wounds reach toward – “
   “My God, it's the Lord!”
He found peace and became a believer

John 20.24-29

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