Days Of Elijah

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
Lift your voice, It’s the year of jubilee
Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes

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
These are the days of the harvest,
The fields are as white in the 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
Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes x 3

Who was, and who is, and who is to come (repeat)
(last time) To come, to come, to come