The hand of the Lord was upon me one night
He took me and showed me an awesome sight
Into a valley the Lord set me down
With hundreds of bones just scattered around
We walked back and forth surveying the scene
So many dry bones, by vultures picked clean
He asked me the question, "Can these dry bones live?"
"You have the answer," was all I give.
He told me to prophesy, speak out His word
Speak life to the bones? - it seemed so absurd!
And yet from my youth I had always obeyed
Done what God asked and never delayed
"You bones lying here, receive God's own breath
No longer be scattered and ruined by death.
Muscles and tendons and flesh cover you
I speak to you now, let His life come flood through."
And then such a noise, a clattering sound
Began to be heard from the bones all around
The bones began shifting and moving about
Coming together, God's power beyond doubt
Skeletons no more they were covered in skin
And yet they weren't breathing, no life was within
I spoke to the Spirit, the breath of the Lord
To breathe into the slain, this sleeping horde
Suddenly God's mighty work was complete
The men came to life and stood up on their feet
An army so vast, like the stars in the sky
Raised from the bones that were scattered and dry
"My people, like bones are dry without hope
Cut off and dying, unable to cope
Now I shall open their cold lifeless graves
For I am the One, the Almighty who saves
"I'll bring back my people, take them by the hand
And lead them back home to the Promised Land
Inside by My spirit I'll will take up My home
I'll make them My dearest, My treasure, My own.
"Settled, secure in My care they will be
The nations around will look closely and see
That I am the Lord, and My word is true
The things that I promise I surely will do."
Based on Ezekiel 37:1 - 14
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