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In this land of dry, dead
bones
Is that a rattlin' and a
rollin' I hear,
God's own bone concert gettin'
in gear?
Dry bones, hear My word
breathe deep the breath of life.
Dry bones, play
the greatest song ever heard.
In this world of dry, dead
bones
Is that a singin' and a
praisin' I hear,
God's own wind choir drawin'
ever near?
Dry bones, come together
stand tall upon your feet.
Dry bones, sing
I will be yours forever.
Ezekiel 37:1-14 |