Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Days of Elijah, artist - Robin Mark. Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
Days of Elijah |
| 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 |
| And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes |
| Oh… comes… |
| And 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 |
| Oh, the fields are as white in Your world |
| And we are the labourers in Your 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 |
| And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| There is no God like Jehovah! |
| Behold He comes riding on the clouds |
| Shining like the sun at the trumpet call; |
| Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee |
| And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes |
| Behold He comes riding on the clouds |
| Shining like the sun at the trumpet call; |
| Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee |
| And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes |
| Behold He comes riding on the clouds |
| Shining like the sun at the trumpet call; |
| Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee |
| And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes |
| Behold He comes riding on the clouds |
| Shining like the sun at the trumpet call; |
| Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee |
| And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes |
| Lift your voice, it’s the year of jubilee |
| And out of Zion’s hill salvation comes |