Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust,
But at the dawn of the day, tis the Lord whom I trust.

The Spirit of the Lord who moves in freedom,
who rides on wings of the sun,
 He comes.

He brings with Him stars to color the night,
And laughter and smiles, and joy and delight.
And the trees and the fields, and the birds as they sing,
And He wakes up the brook and together they sing,
He carries up dew to awaken our eyes,
"Wake up!", He says "Wake up and rise!".
The day is unfurling in front of our eyes,
"Wake up!", He says "Wake up and rise!"

Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust,
But at the dawn of the day, tis the Lord whom I trust.