Verse 1
ThGese are the days of ElCijah,
DeclGaring the woDrd of the LoGrd
And thGese are the days of Your serCvant Moses,
RighteGousness beDing resGtored
And though tBmhese are days of great tEmrial
Of faAmmine and darCkness and swDord,
Still, Gwe are the voice in the desCert crying
'PreGpare ye the wDay of the LoGrd!'
Chorus
Behold He coGmes riding on the cloCuds,
Shining like the suGn at the trumpet caDll;
Lift your voGice, it's the year of jubCilee,
And out of Zion's hiGll salvDation comGes C G C
ThGese are the days of EzeCkiel,
The dGry bones becoDming as flGesh;
And thGese are the days of Your serCvant DaGvid,
RebuiDlding a temple of praGise
TBmhese are the days of the haEmrvest,
The fiAmelds are as whCite in Your woDrld,
And wGe are the labourers in YoCur vineyard,
DeclaGring the woDrd of the LoGrd!
Chorus
Behold He coGmes riding on the cloCuds,
Shining like the suGn at the trumpet caDll;
Lift your voGice, it's the year of jubCilee,
And out of Zion's hiGll salvDation comGes C G C
Bridge
TheGre's no God like Jehovah
TheCre's no God like Jehovah
TheGre's no God like Jehovah
TheDre's no God like Jehovah