Days Of Elijah Robin Mark
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Behold He comes...
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Riding on the clouds, shining like the sun, at the trumpet call
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Lift your voice, year of Jubilee, out of Zion's hill, salvation comes
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These are the days of Elijah, declairing the Word of the Lord
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And these are the days of your servant Moses, righteousness being restored
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And though these are days of great trials, of famine and darkness and sword
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Still we are the voice in the desert crying, prepare ye the way of the Lord
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Behold He comes...
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Riding on the clouds, shining like the sun, at the trumpet call
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Lift your voice, year of Jubilee, out of Zion's hill, salvation comes
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These are the days of Ezekiel, the dry bones becoming as flesh
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And these are the days of Your servant David, rebuilding a temple of praise
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And these are the days of the harvest, the fields are as white in Your world
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And we are the laborers in Your vineyard declaring the Word of the the Lord
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Behold He comes...
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Riding on the clouds, shining like the sun, at the trumpet call
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Lift your voice, year of Jubilee, out of Zion's hill, salvation comes
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There's no God like Jehovan! There's no God like Jehovan!
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Behold He comes...
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Riding on the clouds, shining like the sun, at the trumpet call
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Lift your voice, year of Jubilee, out of Zion's hill, salvation comes
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Lift your voice, year of Jubilee, out of Zion's hill, salvation...comes
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Days of Elijah
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