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 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 call
So 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
rebuilding a temple of praise
And these are the days
of the harvest
the fields are white in the world
And we are Your 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
So 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
So lift your voice
it's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zion's hill
salvation comes