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Breath

March 19, 2007

The breath of God

Blowing across a parched and weary land

Bones lie dry in the desert sand

Hope is a distant memory where nothing is alive

The bones lie dry in the desert sand

Unable now to even try

They lie long past the spark of life

But something stirs the barren trees

Something changes the flow of dead seas

A voice calls in the wilderness,

“Prepare ye the way of the Lord!”

A wind stirs the bones where they lie

Rain comes down, holy tears being cried

Angels wait in heaven’s skies

For the moment they can celebrate new life

And then heaven’s Creator breathes

Barren trees grow fruit and leaves

And abundant life fills once-dead seas

And new life fills once-dead lands

The bones stir in the desert sands

Stronger now comes the breath of God

A whisper of the power He holds in one hand

Stronger now the breath of God blows across the land

And thunder ripples from the skies

“Dry bones have life!”

Together now, the bones they come

Given new life by the death of the Son

Muscle and flesh cover them now

They rise and stand, to God they bow

An army now stands

Where once dry bones lay in desert sands.

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