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"

Chorus

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

Verse 2:

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