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Dorcas is sick
And then she dies.
Her friends are sad.
Just hear their cries!
Peter is called
And when he's there,
They show the clothes
She'd made with care.
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He prays to God,
Says "Dorcas rise".
She starts to stir,
Opens her eyes.
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She sits right up
And takes his hand.
He helps her up
So she can stand.
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He calls her friends.
When they arrive
They are excited.
She is alive!
They praise the Lord,
And word is spread
Dorcas was raised
Up from the dead.
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