DYS OF ELIJAH

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These are the days of Elijah,
Declaring the word of the Lord:
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And these are the days of Your servant Moses,
Righteousness being restored.
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And these are days of great trial,
Of famine and darkness and sword,
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Still, we are the voice in the desert crying
'Prepare ye the way of the Lord!'

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Behold He comes riding on the clouds,
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
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Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.

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These are the days of Ezekiel,
The dry bones becoming as flesh;
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And these are the days of Your servant David,
Rebuilding a temple of praise.
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These are the days of the harvest,
The fields are as white in Your world,
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And we are the labourers in Your vineyard,
Declaring the word of the Lord!

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Behold He comes riding on the clouds,
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
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Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.

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There's no God like Jehovah.  There's no God like Jehovah!
There's no God like Jehovah.  There's no God like Jehovah!

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Behold He comes riding on the clouds,
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
|[A] . . . |[D] . . . |[A] . [E]/[G]# . | [A] . . . |
Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.

|[A] . . . |[D] . . . |[A] . . . | [E] . . . |
Behold He comes riding on the clouds,
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
|[A] . . . |[D] . . . |[A] . [E]/[G]# . | [F#m] . [D] . |
Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.
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And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.
|[A] . [E]/[G#] . | [A] . . . | . . . . | . . . . | . . . . | .
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.