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 trial, 

Of famine and darkness and sword 

Still we are the voice in the desert crying 

"Prepare ye the way of the Lord!" 

Behold He comes, riding on the clouds, 

Shining like the sun at the trumpet call 

Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee 

Out of Zion's hill, salvation comes. 

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 as white as the world 

And we are the labourers that are in the vineyard 

Declaring the Word of the Lord. 

Behold He comes, riding on the clouds, 

Shining like the sun at the trumpet call 

Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee 

Out of Zion's hill, salvation comes.