Breathe into my bones.
Awaken my spirit so weak.
Bring healing to my disease.
Help my soul to speak.
Clothe my skin with life.
Light the darkness in my mind.
Lift the foggy veil,
And the nightmares so unkind.
Set my feet on straightened legs,
And strengthen my arms and hands.
Unravel my crooked spine.
Let me learn to stand.
You are the Creator of my flesh.
You know every single cell.
Use my earthly vessel
To serve You, and serve You well.

10.22.2021 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Ezekiel 37
God’s breath breathing into dry bones.