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 trials
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 jublilee;
Out of Zion's hill salvation comes.
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