Dry Bone in the Valley

I was a dry bone in the valley,

When Jesus found me;

A dry bone in the valley,

When He put flesh upon me.

Said, “Son of Man, can these dry bones live? ”

And I answered, “Oh Lord, Thou knowest. ”

You have given us prophetic eyes,

So we won’t believe Satan’s lies;

Although the world thinks us absurd,

We’ll keep on holding to Your Word.

We are the flowers and You are life’s essence,

May Oh Lord, You have the pre- eminence;

For that’s the reason why You made us,

To achieve Your greatest purpose.

Now I stand justified and do appreciate

The out-pouring of Your wonderful grace;

Sanctified from the bondage of sin,

As the Holy Spirit now dwells within.

Now I’m no longer a dry bone in the valley,

Since Jesus set me free;

And now I’m growing in His Grace,

And some day soon I’ll see His face.

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