St. Thomas

(one verse introduction)

O you, who did with love untold
your doubting servant chide,
bidding the eye of sense behold
your wounded hands and side.

Grant us, like him, with heartfelt awe
to own you God and Christ,
and from his hour of darkness draw
faith in the in'carnate Word.

And while that wondrous record now
of unbelief we hear,
oh, let us only lower bow
in selfdistrusting fear.

And grant that we may never dare
your loving heart to grieve,
but, at the last, their blessing share
who see not, yet believe.

Music: Dundee 1615
Words. E. Toke, W. Deaton (19th C)