Ezekiel 37:7–10 7 So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I prophesied, there was a sound, and behold, a rattling, and the bones came together, bone to its bone. 8 And I looked, and behold, there were sinews on them, and flesh had come upon them, and skin had covered them. But there was no breath in them. 9 Then he said to me, “Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to the breath, Thus says the Lord God: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they may live.” 10 So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the breath came into them, and they lived and stood on their feet, an exceedingly great army.
“This is one of the first songs I ever wrote. It appeared on a little CD that my youth group and I put together way back in the day.It came from a sermon by a country preacher who was on fire for God. As he preached his heart out to our little church in Alabama, he recounted the story of Ezekiel and the valley of dry bones. The whole time he preached about Ezekiel shouting down to these dead bones, I realized I was sitting in one of the deadest churches I had ever experienced. It dawned on me that I was watching a genuine man of God preach down to these pews full of dead bones. It saddened me, and my reaction was a prayer of revival that turned into this spare song. You’ll hear the song go from Ezekiel in the first verse to the country preacher in the second verse and finally to a prayer for God to raise his Church again as a mighty army. It also features the encouragement that soon these risen warriors will battle again. And the only way that will happen is for us to be filled with the Spirit Wind.” – Mark Hall from Casting Crowns