~ your lying there face down in the dust ~ shadows of death are all around ~ your lifeless form of human flesh ~ trapped in a grave of depravity ~ in the midst of this valley ~ joined with countless souls ~ hear the voice of your Creator ~ from His deep He calls to you ~ Can these bones live? ~ oh Lord God You know ~ I want to breath You in ~ breath and Spirit flow ~ I will feel again ~ as dew begins to fall ~ a visible phenomena ~ I’m rising to the call ~ lost in my delusion ~ I had fallen fast asleep ~ my bones dried up and broken ~ with no hope to live again ~ parched by this worlds wisdom ~ with eyes that could not see ~ my spirit yearned for truth within ~ and from His deep He called to me ~ Can these bones live? ~ oh Lord God You know ~ I want to breath You in ~ breath and Spirit flow ~ I will feel again ~ as dew begins to fall ~ a visible phenomena ~ I’m rising to the call ~ I hear the cry and sound of thunder ~ I feel the shaking and trembling ~ the four winds are come together ~ upon the slain to breathe again
