Days Of Elijah sing and play along

These are the days of Elijah,

declaring the Word of the Lord.

And these are the days of Your servant Moses,

re 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.

And these are the days of Ezekiel,

the dry bones becoming as flesh.

And these are the days of Your servant David,

re building a temple of praise.

And these are the days of the harvest,

the fields are as 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 call.

Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee,

and out of Zion's hill salvation comes.

And

There is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah!

There is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah!

There is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah!

There is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah,

there is no god like Jehovah!

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.

Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee,

and out of Zion's hill salvation comes.