| I’ve come to breathe life on dry bones
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| Just like I see my Father do
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| I know this ground is not our home
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| It’s only meant for passing through
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| We were meant for thrones and not for graves
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| And my Father said to sing until they wake
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| This is the sound of life beginning
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| This is the song of the redeemed
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| It was the rhythm of Your dancing
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| That woke me from my sleep
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| This is the sound of hope returning
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| All Your children coming home
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| I can hear the sound of heaven
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| Singing over us
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| I’ve come to breathe life on dry bones
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| Just like I see my Father do
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| To celebrate they’re coming home
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| Before they even start to move
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| 'Cause we were meant for thrones and not for graves
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| And my Father said to sing until they wake
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| This is the sound of life beginning
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| This is the song of the redeemed
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| It was the rhythm of Your dancing
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| That woke me from my sleep
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| This is the sound of hope returning
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| All Your children coming home
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| I can hear the sound of heaven
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| Singing over us
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| Woah, we’ll join the song You sang to us and
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| Woah, we’ll join the dance that woke us up and
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| Woah, we’ll join the song You sang to us and
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| Woah, we’ll join the dance that woke us up and
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| Woah, we’ll join the song You sang to us and
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| Woah, we’ll join the dance that woke us up
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| This is the sound of life beginning
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| This is the song of the redeemed
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| It was the rhythm of Your dancing
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| That woke me from my sleep
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| This is the sound of hope returning
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| All Your children coming home
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| I can hear the sound of heaven
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| Singing over us
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| I can hear the sound of heaven
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| Singing over us |