Song Of Ezekiel
I hear the sound of the prophet
Declaring the world of the lord
And I hear the voice of ezekiel
Prophesying to these dry bones
Live again, live again
Those who were sleeping
Those in the grave
Live again, live again
Those who were sleeping
Those in the grave live again
I hear the sound of an army
A nation preparing for war
And I can hear judah assembling
Praise and weapons of war
Live again, live again
Those who were sleeping
Those in the grave
Live again, live again
Those who were sleeping
Those in the grave live again
Breath of god from the four winds blow
Breathe live again, to these dry bones
Breath of god from the four winds blow
Breathe live again, to these dry bones
Arise, arise, arise
Here and now
Arise, arise, arise
Here and now
Oh arise
I hear the voice of the watchman
Cry from his place of the wall
Awaken the remnant of zion
Salvation for all israel
Live again, live again
Those who were sleeping
Those in the grave
Live again, live again
Those who were sleeping
Those in the grave live
Again
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
From the dust of the earth
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
Of worshippers
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
From the dust of the earth
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
Of worshippers
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
Raise up an army
From the dust of the earth
Breath of god from the four winds blow
Breathe live again, to these dry bones
Arise, arise, arise
Here and now
Oh arise
