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 retrials
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,
So lift your voice
As here on jubilee
And out on Zion, hear, salvation calls

And these are the days of Ezekial
The tribones becoming as flesh
And these are the days of your servant, David
Rebuilding the temple of praise
And these are the days of the harvest
The fields are
And we are the laborers in your vineyard,
Declaring the Word of the Lord