So I prophesied, there was a noise, and behold, a rattling; and the bones came together, bone to its bone. And I looked, and behold sinews were on them, and flesh grew and skin covered them; but there was no breath in them. Then He said to me, " Prophesy to the breath, prophesy, son of man, and say to the breath, Thus says the Lord God, " Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they come to life." So I prophesied as He commanded me, and the breath came into them, and they came to life and stood on their feet, an exceedingly great army."
Ezekiel 37:1,10
Sometimes you just need to hear the faintness of God's voice to awaken and refresh your weary bones. Come all who are weary for He, your Provider will give you breath.
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