Days of Elijah
These are the days of ElijahDeclaring the Word of the LordAnd these are the days of your servant MosesRighteousness being restoredAnd though these are days of great trialsOf famine and darkness and swordStill we are the voice in the desert cryingPrepare ye the way of the Lord!
Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!Shining like the sun! At the trumpet callLift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!
And these are the days of EzekielThe dry bones becoming as fleshAnd these are the days of your servant DavidRebuilding a temple of praiseAnd these are the days of the harvestThe fields are as white in the worldAnd we are the labourers in your vineyardDeclaring the word of the Lord!
Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!Shining like the sun! At the trumpet callLift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!
He who was, and who is, and who is to come