In the valley deep where silence lay still, Ezekiel stood to obey God's will, Bones scattered wide, a vision so stark, In the valley of death, God ignited a spark. "Son of man, can these bones come alive?" With faith unshaken, Ezekiel replied, "You know, Oh Lord," his heart felt so small, In that moment of hope, God’s power would fall. Rise up, rise up, from the ashes and night, Breath of the Spirit, bring forth the light, Valley of dry bones, hear the voice of the Lord, In the promise of God, where life is restored. With sound like thunder, bones started to move, Rattling together, God's power they proved, Muscles and sinews, flesh on each frame, In God's mighty presence, revival’s flame. "Come, breath of the heavens, breathe into these slain," As the wind whispered gently, blood flowed through their veins, God’s chosen people rose up from their graves A prophetic sign of how our God saves. Rise up, rise up, from the ashes and night, Breath of the Spirit, bring forth the light, Valley of dry bones, hear the voice of the Lord, In the promise of God, Israel is restored.
