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What, can these dead bones live, whose sap is dried / By twenty scorching centuries of wrong? / Is this the House of Israel, whose pride / Is as a tale that's told, an ancient song? / Are these ignoble relics all that live / Of psalmist, priest, and prophet? Can the breath / Of very heaven bid these Bones revive, / Open the graves and clothe the ribs of death?
Yea, Prophesy, the Lord hath said. Again / Say to the wind, Come forth and breathe afresh, / Even that they may live upon these slain, / And bone to bone shall leap, and flesh to flesh. / The Spirit is not dead, proclaim the word, / Where lay dead bones, a host of armed men stand! / I ope your graves, my people, saith the Lord, / And I shall place you living in your land.