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 the days of great trail

Of famine and darkness and sword

Still we are then voice in the desert crying

Preparing ye the way of the lord

Chorus:
Behold he comes riding on the clouds

Shinning like the sun at trumpet call

Lift your voice in the year of jubilee

And out of Zion 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 the temple of praise

These are days of the harvest

The fields are as white in the world

And we are labourer’s in your vineyard

Declaring the word of the lord

There’s no God like Jehovah