American marines singing “Days of Elijah“ (Lirycs)

American marines singing christian song “Days of Elijah“ (Lirycs) “Days Of Elijah“ These are the days of Elijah Declaring the word of the Lord, yeah And these are the days of Your servant, Moses Righteousness being restored These are the 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! Say, behold He comes, riding on the clouds Shining like the sun, at the trumpet’s call Lift your voice, (it’s) the year of Jubilee Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes And these are the days of Ezekiel The dry bones becoming as flesh And these are the days of Your servant, David Rebuilding the temple of praise And these are the days of the harvest The fields are all white in the world And we are the laborers that are in Your vineyard Declaring the Word of the Lord Say, behold He comes, riding on the clouds Shining like the sun at the trumpet’s call Lift your voice, (it’s) the year of Jubilee Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes Behold He comes, riding on the clouds Shining like the sun at the trumpet’s call Lift your voice, (it’s) the year of Jubilee Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! There’s no God like Jehovah! Behold He comes, riding on the clouds Shining like the sun, at the trumpet’s call Lift your voice, (it’s) the year of Jubilee Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes Behold He comes, riding on the clouds Shining like the sun, at the trumpet’s call Lift your voice, (it’s) the year of Jubilee Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes