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We gathered in the upper room Hiding as we might be next The Romans or the Sanhedrin Could come here to arrest us He then appeared before our group ‘though the door was locked and barred All save Thomas saw the wounds from Nails and spear the Romans used My peace be with you were His words His calming presence soothed us He was diff’rent yet still the same Our teacher and our leader Yet three days past his gory death He lived and stood among us As real as you and I although He emanated power He shared this power when He breathed His Spirit down upon us And bade us to evangelize The people for to save them