The Dry Bone Revival

Inspired by Ezekiel 37:1-10

In a vision God took him up in His hand

And carried him far across strange distant lands

But the Spirit took him to a place he had known

The valley he knew which was full of bones

 

The Spirit showed him and made him to pass

Around and see them from the first to the last

Tumbled and jumbled and tangled they lay

Dusty and dry in the hot sun that day

 

They had lain here and dried for many long years

Too dry to feel any hopes, dreams, or fears

So long in the sun, they were so very dry

In the dirt and the grass, beneath the clear sky

 

The LORD showed him all and then spoke unto him

Concerning the bones so dead and so grim

He asked Ezekiel an answer to give

“Son of man, can these bones ever live?”

 

Ezekiel looked down at the carnage and sand

And knowing that he was just a mere man

He said to the LORD and answered him so:

LORD you’re the only one who really could know.

 

Lift up your voice with a message I send

To these bones, and tell them it’s not the end

Though they be dry, and scattered, and torn

Through the word that I send they shall be reborn

 

Thus sayeth the LORD to the dead in this vale

Though you have lain here desecrated and stale

I will renew your strength, and give you my breath

And bring you again unto life from this death

 

I will rebuild you and order your bones

And replace the sinew and flesh so long gone

I’ll bring the flesh and cover with skin

And breath into you that ye live once again.

 

I am the LORD and this ye shall know

When life is returned, and blood starts to flow

I am the Lord who after the strife

Will restore, renew, and give you new life.

 

So Ezekiel did as the LORD had said

And began to preach to the dry and dead

A noise was heard among the stones

As the bones assembled, bone to his bone

 

The skeletons formed, each cold bony frame

Was built again as the members each came

Then sinew and flesh began to appear

Muscle and tendon to each did adhere

 

 

Skin stretched across these bodies to cover

To contain, hide, and protect them all over

But there was no breath, these to life give

The flesh insufficient to make the dead live

 

Then said the Lord, “to the wind now speak”

From every direction come breath on these weak

And withered souls so dry and long-scattered

Give new life to the ones who were shattered

 

So he spoke a prayer to the Spirit wind

Amazed, he saw them stirring again

They lived as the prophet lifted his prayer

And stood on their feet, an army prepared

 

An army prepared, strong and ready for battle

No longer bones that shiver and rattle

An army prepared to fight for their LORD

Which stood at attention, and in one accord

 

They waited there, silent, for God’s will to know

For the Word that would come and tell them to go

Men strong and valiant to conquer the world

Under His banner, majestic, unfurled.

 

Oh Christian who’s weary, defeated and worn

You think it’s all over, you’re mortally torn

And wounded and weak from a battle you lost

Not ready, or willing to again bear the cost.

 

Hear ye the preaching of God’s chosen man

Who’s brought a new message of God’s perfect plan

Get strength and new power and fresh-given grace

The LORD has a mission, a time and a place

 

Though your bones be now dry, and you feel there’s no hope

Though you stumble and fall and, and crawl and grope

God is not finished; you’re his soldier and child

God wants to revive, renew, reconcile

 

God has new life and his Spirit indwells

To revive and renew, as you drink from His well

His Word there to guide, His fire in your heart

The LORD will restore you and grant a new start.

 

A man, a church, a nation restored

And back in the battle is the will of the LORD.

Preaching and prayer and The Spirit to fill

Put you back in the battle and into God’s will.

 

James L Frady,  June 29, 2023

 

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