What will be left when I've drawn my last breath
Besides the folks I've met and the folks who know 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
I do not feel safe
O' me of little faith
Sometimes I pray for [Dm7]a slap in the face
Then I beg to [C7]be [Am]spared cause I'm a coward
If there's a master of death I bet he's holding his breath
Cause I show the blind and [Bm]tell the deaf
About his power
I'm a doubting Thomas
I can't keep my [A]promises
Cause I don't know what's safe
O' me of little faith
Can I be [Am]used to [C7]help others find tɾuth
When I'm scared that I'll find proof that it's a lie
Can I be [Am]led down a tɾail dropping bread crumbs
To prove I'm not ɾeady to [C7]die
Please give me time to [C7]deciρher the signs
Please forgive me for [Dm7]time that I've wasted
I'm a doubting Thomas
I'll take your promise
Though I know nothing's safe
O' me of little faith
O' me of little faith
