Songtext von Thou Knowest

Could you believe you've gone too far? Has His great reach stretched to its end? "Oh son of man, can these bones live In shambles though they stand?" "The only answer I can propose Is that Thou knowest, Lord" Out from the graves, from the mouth of Death itself Raised into mercy, delivered from all chains Not one thing stands outside His grasp Not one of you would be denied If only you would turn to hear The kindness of His call Let no thought enslave you Let no man dissuade you Let no chain still bind you Let no fog still blind you