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