A most natural thing, unnaturally changed
And wrenched from rest to work again
What power here works cannot be feigned
The bones! The bones! Shall walk again
Speak- the Word in power proclaim
Then moist, from dry to full anew
Exposed to death but full reclaim
When covered, muscle and sinew
Enter now a breath; breath again
Long dead, life lacking, corpses breathe!
Shameful sting; payment for sin
Emptied grave maw; snatched from the teeth
Is it for me? Power divine
Rescue of one whose path is lost
My bones are dried up
My hope is lost
And I am indeed cutoff- The pain of death will surely come
And take me to a cursed home- Because in life I chose to roam
Forsaking love that He had shone- “Come to condemn?” “No, save some”
He stood in servanthood alone- Sun’s light failed; not to be shone
Paying for all that I have done- to heal those dry and weary bones
Skin cover, breath enter, and you shall live
For eternal life, a Savior now gives.