Oh, 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 the days of great trials
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's call
Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zions hill, Salvation comes
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And these are the days of Ezekiel
Those 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
The fields are all white in Your world
And we are the laborers in Your vineyard
Declaring the Word of the Lord
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Shining like the sun, at the trumpet's call
Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee
Out of Zions hill, Salvation comes
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Shining like the sun, at the trumpet's call
So, lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zions hill, Salvation comes
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Shining like the sun, at the trumpet's call
Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zions hill, Salvation comes
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