1. They sat at meat, their souls in pain,
The Lord was dead, the Lord was slain:
They’d seen him on the cross of doom;
His body lay in Joseph’s tomb.
Then by the board he stood once more:
He lives, he lives, now as before!
He ate, then drank;
They saw, then felt,
As at his feet in awe they knelt.
2. A calm command to Thomas came:
“Feel thou my hands, they are the same
As when I hung upon a tree,
And suffered death for all and thee.”
To him he said, in solemn tones:
“My body feel, ’tis flesh and bones.”
Our souls cry out:
“Bow ’neath his rod;
Acclaim him Savior, Lord and God.”