Days of Elijah

These are the days of Elijah

Declaring the Word of the Lord

And these are the days of Your servant, Moses

Righteousness being restored

And though these are days of great trial

Of famine and darkness and sword

Still, we are the voice in the desert crying

"Prepare ye the way of the Lord!"

Behold, He comes riding on the clouds

Shining like the sun at the trumpet call

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee

And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes

Oh, come

And these are the days of Ezekiel

The dry bones becoming as flesh

And these are the days of Your servant, David

Rebuilding a temple of praise

And these are the days of the harvest

Oh, the fields are as white in Your world

And we are the labourers in Your vineyard

Declaring the Word of the Lord

Behold, He comes riding on the clouds

Shining like the sun at the trumpet call

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee

And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah

There's no God like Jehovah, ah

Behold, He comes riding on the clouds

Shining like the sun at the trumpet call

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee

And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes

Behold, He comes riding on the clouds

Shining like the sun at the trumpet call

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee

And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes

Behold, He comes riding on the clouds

Shining like the sun at the trumpet call

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee

And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes

Behold, He comes riding on the clouds

Shining like the sun at the trumpet call

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee

And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee

And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes

(Eh, whoo, whoo!)