These are the days of Elijah
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Declaring the word of the Lord:
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And these are the days of Your servant Moses
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Righteousness being restored
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And though these are days of great trial
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Of famine and darkness and sword
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Still, we are the voice in the desert crying
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'Prepare ye the way of the Lord!'
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Behold He comes riding on the clouds
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Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
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Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee
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And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes
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Oh… comes…
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And these are the days of Ezekiel
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The dry bones becoming as flesh;
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And these are the days of Your servant David
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Rebuilding a temple of praise
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And these are the days of the harvest
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Oh, the fields are as white in Your world
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And we are the labourers in Your vineyard
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Declaring the word of the Lord!
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Behold He comes riding on the clouds
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Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
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Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee
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And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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There is no God like Jehovah!
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Behold He comes riding on the clouds
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Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
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Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee
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And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes
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Behold He comes riding on the clouds
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Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
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Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee
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And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes
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Behold He comes riding on the clouds
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Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
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Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee
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And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes
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Behold He comes riding on the clouds
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Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
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Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee
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And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes
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Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee
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And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes |