You made the dry bones dance, You make the rocks cry out You make the mountains bow down You place upon my lips the words of a heavenly song Set to the beat of a different drum And I hear You whisper softly in my ear Until the melody is all that I can hear You put a new song in my mouth A hymn of praise to You, my God I will worship you and tell of the things You do You put a new song in my mouth You put a new song You put a new song in my mouth A hymn of praise to You, my God I will worship you and tell of the things You do You put a new song in my mouth You made the dry bones dance, You make the rocks cry out You make the mountains bow down You make the mountains bow down