Dry bones

What is life worth to you?
Can you hear the beating of the drum?
What is life worth to you?

What about that man out on the street?
He's been sleeping there since 1963.
What about those boys in Iraq?
I bet they sure miss their dad.
What about those girls who make your shoes?
They're old enough to be your babies.
They work all day yet they have no food,
have you ever thought about them?

[Jesus, what is life worth you?
As you hang there high up on the cross?
What is life worth to you?
You were sold with a pricetag round your neck.]

What is life worth to you?
What is life worth to you?

This freedom that your living is not free.

God let's breathe life into these dry bones.