doubting thomas

what will be left when i've drawn my last breath

besides the folks i've met and the folks who've known me

will i discover a soul-saving love

or just the dirt above and below me

i'm a doubting thomas

i took a promise

but i do not feel safe

oh me of little faith

sometimes i pray for a slap in the face

then i beg to be spared cause i'm a coward

if there's a master of death

i bet he's holding his breath

as i show the blind and tell the deaf about his power

i'm a doubting thomas

i can't keep my promises

cause i don't know what's safe

oh me of little faith

can i be used to help others find truth

when i'm scared i'll find proof that it's a lie

can i be led down a trail dropping bread crumbs

that prove i'm not ready to die

please give me time to decipher the signs

please forgive me for time that i've wasted

i'm a doubting thomas

i'll take your promise

though i know nothin's safe

oh me of little faith