There was a man named Thomas
A man like you and me
He needed more than simple words
He had to touch and see
But Jesus knew his doubting heart
And said, "Come touch My side"
The tears ran down old Thomas's face
From eyes that opened wide
Seeing is believing
Healing comes by sight
Though I may speak with many tongues
Or stand for all that's right
By our wounds they will be whole
Transparent I will be
'Cause the vision of a nail-scarred hand
Made a believer out of me
The sun was shining brightly
But my soul was dark that day
Life's relentless struggles
Sent a cloud of fear my way
But when You came and showed me scars
From battles You'd come through
A healing hand from heaven
Touched my broken heart through You
Seeing is believing
Healing comes by sight
Though I may speak with many tongues
Or stand for all that's right
By our wounds they will be whole
Transparent I will be
'Cause the vision of a nail-scarred hand
Made a believer out of me
I may feel I don't have anything
That I could offer You
But I can show my sufferings
Sometimes our hearts need proof
Seeing is believing
Healing comes by sight
Though I may speak with many tongues
Or stand for all that's right
By our wounds they will be whole
Transparent I will be
'Cause the vision of a nail-scarred hand
Made a believer out of me