Doubting Thomas Little Thomas had a secret scar On his innocent and fragile heart And a strength beyond his tender years Once beside his bed he felt so scared He knelt with his mama deep in prayer Lost for words that would describe his fears Tiny fingers squeezed her hand As he fought to make her understand His mama realized too late The worst mistake she?d ever make Was doubting Thomas, and what he?d told her Frightened teardrops, head upon her shoulder Screaming nightmares, painful childhood traumas Life seemed so unsure, cos those he trusted were Doubting Thomas Thomas wouldn?t sleep without a light Sunday mornings he would run and hide As if he feared something at their church Weekly bath time for her precious boy He had plastic submarines and toys And a bruise said more than all his words All the tears, the sorrow and the grief Over what it took so she?d believe Hugged him there on the bathroom floor Beggin? God to forgive her for Doubting Thomas, and what he?d told her Frightened teardrops, head upon his shoulder There?s no comfort, gentle as his mama?s Life seemed so unsure, when those he trusted were Doubting Thomas Thomas never ceased his prayers Reaching for the healing there Never questioning the Lord Forgiving his mama for Doubting Thomas, and what he?d told her Frightened teardrops, fade as he gets older He believed in, heaven?s steady promise When life seemed unsure, and those he trusted were Doubting Thomas