Re-Creation (Ezekiel 37)

The bones are off the tendons
All strewn upon the field
And Israel lies in shambles
Their unbelief, this yield
But I have heard the whisper
Above these graves of men
'Oh Son of Man please tell me
Can these bones live again?
Can these bones clutch the sinew
And flesh as once before
And re-create my warriors
To fight a different war?
Can they again stand hardy
Can breath infuse the cause
Can they again be holy
And faithful to my laws?'
This Son of Man stands baffled
But you God, have no peer
And yours the precious Spirit
To draw each warrior near
So let the breeze indwell them
With new life from the dead
And let this Israel battle
By Gospel love instead.


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