Twila Paris - Days Of Elijah

      [Verse 1]

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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 2]

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

[Chorus]

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

[Bridge]

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

(Repeat as many times as you like)

[Chorus]

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

(Repeat as many times as you like)