Dry Bones Come Alive
Thus says the Lord God to these bones:
“Behold, I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live.”(Ezekiel 37:5)
From the valley of dry bones, sun-bleached and sere,
A question from the Spirit:“Can these bones live, son of man?”
Not by human hoping,not by mortal plan,
But by the Word Almighty,spoken by His hand.
“Prophesy to the breath! Prophesy, O son of man!”
And the sound began—a rattling across the sand.
Bone to its bone,a knitting, a forming frame,
A mighty,waiting army, yet lifeless, just the same.
Then from the four winds, breath! O, rushing, living breath!
It entered them,and they lived, and stood upon their feet—
A vast and living army,complete.
This is the promise: what is dead in you and me—
The hope that faded,the joy that ceased to be,
The dream that turned to dust,the love that grew so cold—
Can live again by the Spirit’s breath,as the ancient tale foretold.
I will put my Spirit in you and you will live. (Ezekiel 37:14)
For He who woke the valley with a prophetic call,
Who breathed on dust and made the first man stand up tall,
Is He who said to Lazarus,“Come forth!” out of the grave,
And He who by His Spirit mighty power now gives
To every heart that calls on Him.
Dry bones, come alive.
Let sinew form,let breath now be applied.
Rise up,O sleeper, from your dusty bed,
For Christ,the Resurrection Life, has raised you from the dead.
Amen.
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