G  C  G D G
G

[Verse]

  G                     C
These are the days of Elijah,
    G         D           G
Declaring the word of the Lord,
      G                         C
And these are the days of Your servant, Moses,
G             D       G
Righteousness being restored.
    Bm                             Em
And though these are days of great trials,
    C                      D
Of famine and darkness and sword,
       G                        C
Still, we are the voice in the desert crying,
    Em7           D         G
"Prepare ye the way of the Lord!"


[Chorus]

 Dsus  D   G                   C
Behold he comes, riding on the clouds,
                 G                  D
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call.
   Dsus D    G                            C
So lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
                  G        D      G
And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes.


[Verse]

     G                       C
And these are the days of Ezekiel,
   G          D           G
The dry bones becoming as flesh.
    G                           C
And these are the days of Your servant, David,
   G           D         G
Rebuilding the temple of praise.
  Bm                          Em
And these are the days of the harvest,
   C                            D
The fields are as white in the world.
    G                   C
And we are the laborers in Your vineyard,
  Em           D         G
Declaring the word of the Lord!


[Bridge]

G                              C
  There is no God like Jehovah,  there is no God like Jehovah,
G                              D
  There is no God like Jehovah,  there is no God like Jehovah.

G                              C
  There is no God like Jehovah,  there is no God like Jehovah,
G                              D
  There is no God like Jehovah,  there is no God like Jehovah.

G                              C
  There is no God like Jehovah,  there is no God like Jehovah,
G                              D
  There is no God like Jehovah,  there is no God like Jehovah.


[Chorus]

N.C.      A                   D
Behold he comes, riding on the clouds,
                 A                  E
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call.
   Esus E    A                            D
So lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
                  A        E      A
And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes.


  Esus E    A                  D
Behold he comes, riding on the clouds,
                 A                  E
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call.
   Esus E    A                            D
So lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
                  A        E      A
And out of Zion's hill, salvation comes.