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."

Refrain
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.

There is no God like Jehovah!
There is no God like Jehovah!
There is no God like Jehovah!
There is no God like Jehovah!