Alone, I entered the garden,
where Jesus waits for me.
Alone, I sensed his presence,
the One who died for me.
Alone, I heard him whisper,
open your eyes and see.

My child I’m alive! Not dead!
Look at my scars, touch my hands.
Believe in what I said.
My body and blood was enough,
atoning sacrifice for all sin.
Those who come to the Lamb of God
need never doubt again.

“Put your finger here and look at my hands. Put your hand
into the wound in my side. Don’t be faithless any longer. Believe!”
John 20: 27 NLT