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AThese are the days of DElijah, ADeclaring the EWord of the ALord. AAnd these are the days of your Dservant AMoses, REightousness bDeing rAestored. FmAnd though these are days of Amgreat trials, Of Dfamine and Adarkness and Esword. AStill we are the voice in the Ddesert Acrying, DPrepare ye the Eway of the Alord!
EBehold DHe coAmes, riding on the cDlouds, Shining like the Asun, at the trumpet Ecall, So lDift Eyour Avoice its the year of JubiDlee, and out of Zion's Ahill SalEvation cAomes!
These are the days of Ezekiel, The dry bones becoming as flesh. And these are the days of your servent David, rebuilding the temple of praise. And though these are days of the harvest, O the fields are as white in your world. And we are the laborers in your vinyard, Declaring the Word of the Lord! Chorus There is no God like Jahovah (Repeat 15x) (Alternate A,D,A,E) Chorus