From the Valley

There’s a rattle in the valley 

Where my dry bones lay  

Where sin ripped right through me 

Left me dead and frayed 

But your word is spoken over me 

Let the winds blow round 

You restore my broken body 

And lift me off the ground 

All hope is lost  

I could hear others say 

But you raise the dead  

and you call them by name 

And your Spirit moves right through me 

And your love comes down  

No grave can hold me 

As your promise sounds 

And you breathe new life into me  

And my stone heart softens, my blind eyes see 

Your love runs flowing through me,  

and your voice sings my name wild and free 

There’s a rattle in the valley 

Where my dry bones lay 

Cause you raise the dead 

And you call them by name 

And your Spirit moves right through me 

And your love comes down  

No grave can hold me 

As your promise sounds 

Artwork by Kate Norris