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Though all hope is gone, they think but;
His assurance to make them rise again is secured
Even in their shattered and ageless bones  of weariness,
His new breathe will flow through them 
And open the grave of exile to a new beginning 
Of greatness and hope.
His new breathe will flow through
The cracked, disjointed, weak and ageless bones of hopeless.
And cover them with a flesh of;
Joy, Blessing, peace and Victory.



Ezekiel 37 verses 1 to the end.