[Intro - near silence, a single low baritone guitar, the dark]

[Verse 1 - the dark, the grave]
I was lying in the dark,
Cold, and four days dead.
No voice on earth could reach me there,
No word that could be said.

[Chorus]
You called me out of the dark,
You called me, and a dead man heard.
There was no life in me to answer,
So the life came riding on the word.

[Verse 2 - the dead cannot rise, cannot want]
I could not turn toward the light,
I could not lift my head.
The dead don't reach for anything,
They cannot want it, they are dead.

[Chorus]
You called me out of the dark,
You called me, and a dead man heard.
There was no life in me to answer,
So the life came riding on the word.

[Verse 3 - the dead cannot even know]
I did not know that I was lost,
I did not know the night.
A dead man does not miss the sun,
He never knew the light.

[Bridge - the creative call, the build crests]
The same voice that said, let there be light,
And split the dark in two,
Came down to the grave where I was laid
And spoke the morning through.
He does not call the dead to climb,
He calls them and they rise.
He calls the things that are not yet
As though before His eyes.

[Final Chorus - full, the whole room]
You called me out of the dark,
You called me, and a dead man heard.
There was no life in me to answer,
So the life came riding on the word.

[Outro - full, then settling]
Out of the dark,
Out of the grave,
Out of the dark,
By the voice that came to save.