Ezekiel saw the heavens open in the land of exile.

And the glory of the Lord came like fire

in the storm

By

the river of the captives Where the broken banners fell He

saw lightning in the whirlwind And a throne no tongue could

tell Living creatures full of burning Wheels within the wheels below

Eyes were watching every turning Where the spirit chose to go

And the voice above the thunder Called a prophet from the

dust Son of man, stand up before me Speak my word

because you must

Can these bones live? Can the dead rise? Can the breath

of God fill the valley one more time? Can the stone

heart break? Can the grave let go? When the Lord says

live Then the dry bones know

He was sent to be a watchman

Set upon a ruined wall With a warning for the wicked

And a mercy in the call Jerusalem had blood upon her

Princes, priests and prophets blind Still the glory would not vanish

Still the Lord had not resigned Though the city burned behind

them Though the temple gates were stained God was moving through

the exile Not defeated, not contained Can these bones live?

Can the dead rise? Can the breath of God fill the

valley one more time?

Can the stone heart break?

Can the grave let go?

When the Lord says, live Then the dry bones

know I will

wash you clean with water I will take the stone

away I will put my spirit in you

I will teach your feet my way

From the east the glory rises Through the threshold like the

sun And the river leaves the altar Till the desert starts

to run Can these bones live?

Hear the bones cry? There is breath again in the valley

of the dry Can the stone heart break? Can the dead

seed grow?

When the Lord says leave Then the dry bones

know

From

the ashes of the city

from the silence of the slain

came the sound of holy breathing

and the Lord returned

again