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 thou these are days of great triumph
Famine and darkness consumed
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
Its the year of jubilee
Out of Zions hill salvation comes
Parapapa Parapapa Parapapa papa
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
The fields are as wide in your words
And we are the labours in your vineyard
Declaring the words of the Lord
Behold He comes
Riding on the clouds
Shining like the Sun
At the trumpet call
Lift your voice
Its the year of jubilee
Out of Zions hill salvation comes
Parapapa Parapapa Parapapa papa
Aaaah aah
Behold He comes
Riding on the clouds
Shining like the Sun
At the trumpet call
Lift your voice
Its the year of jubilee
Out of Zions hill salvation comes
Behold He comes
Riding on the clouds
Shining like the Sun
At the trumpet call
Lift your voice
Its the year of jubilee
Out of Zions hill salvation comes
Lift your voice
Its the year of jubilee
Out of Zions hill salvation comes
Parapapa Parapapa Parapapa papa
Parapapa Parapapa Parapapa papa