Classic Poem

God called Ezekiel by His word:
“Go down and prophesy!”
“Yes, Lord!”
Ezekiel prophesied by the power of God,
Commanded de bones to rise.

Dey gonna walk aroun', dry bones,
Dey gonna walk aroun', wid de dry bones,
Dey gonna walk aroun', dry bones,
Why don't you rise an' hear de word of de Lord?
“Tell me, how did de bones get together wid de long bones?
Prophesy?”

Ah, well, de toe bone connected wid de foot bone,
De foot bone connected wid de ankle bone,
De ankle bone connected wid de leg bone,
De leg bone connected wid de knee bone,
De knee bone connected wid de thigh bone,
Rise an' hear de word of de Lord!