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