| Th | ese are the days of El | ijah, |
| G | D | G | |
| Decl | aring the | word of the L | ord, |
| G | C | |
| And th | ese are the days of Your s | ervant, Moses, |
| G | D | G | |
| R | ighteousness | being rest | ored. |
| Bm | Em | |
| And th | ough these are the days of great tr | ials, |
| C | D | |
| Of f | amine and darkness and sw | ord, |
| G | C | |
| Still, | we are the voice in the d | esert crying, |
| G | D | G | |
| "Pre | pare ye the wa | y of the L | ord!" |
| C | G | C | |
| Behold h | e comes, riding on the | clouds, |
| G | D | |
| Shining like the s | un at the trumpet c | all. |
| G | C | |
| So lift your v | oice, it's the year of jubile | e, |
| G | D | G | |
| And out of Zion's h | ill, salv | ation c | omes. |
| G | C | |
| And t | hese are the days of Eze | kiel, |
| G | D | G | C | |
| The | dry bones | becoming as f | lesh | . |
| G | C | |
| And | these are the days of You | r servant, David, |
| G | D | G | C | |
| Reb | uilding the | temple of pr | ai | se. |
| Bm | Em | |
| An | d these are the days of the | harvest, |
| C | D | |
| The | fields are as white in the w | orld. |
| G | C | |
| And | we are the laborers in Your v | ineyard, |
| G | D | G | |
| Decla | ring the word | of the Lo | rd! |
| G | C | |
| There's no one like Jehovah, | there's no one like Jehovah, |
| G | D | |
| There's no one like Jehovah, | there's no one like Jehovah. |
| (repeat 3x, change to A and repeat chorus 2x or more) |
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