Lord, Your hands measure out the oceans,
You weigh mountains and hills on Your scales,
Lord, You can make dry bones live again,
Let Your will be done; let Your mercy prevail.

Dry bones, hear the Almighty Lord speak,
Receive His breath, and come to life,
March out of the valley and onto the peak,
Hope is restored; All hail Jesus Christ!

God, transform them; renew their minds,
Set their thoughts on things of the Spirit,
Show them You love people of all kinds,
Assure them when they pray, you will hear it.

Protect them from the Enemy’s darts,
Move them to seek You with all their hearts.

“This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath^[a] enter you, and you will come to life.” —Ezekiel 37:5