Days of Elijah - Live
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 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
Oh, come
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
Oh, the fields are as white in Your world
And we are the labourers 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
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah, ah
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 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
Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee
And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes
(Eh, whoo, whoo!)
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 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
Oh, come
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
Oh, the fields are as white in Your world
And we are the labourers 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
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah
There's no God like Jehovah, ah
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 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
Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee
And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes
(Eh, whoo, whoo!)
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Writer(s): Francis Robert Mark
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