Sunday, 27 April 2014

Music in the Morning No. 344 – Praise the Lord

 

You’ll need to get yourself ready for this worship!  This Sunday morning we worship Our Father with the words and music of Robin Mark’s ‘Days of Elijah’.  There is little subtlety in Judy Jacobs’ version but, hey, we’re meant to give everything we have to the Lord and Judy doesn’t hold back.

Each time I listen to this I have to listen and sing over and over and over again.

 

Days of Elijah                                                                       Judy Jacobs

 

Days Of Elijah

       

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

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 trial,
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 jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.

These are the days of Ezekiel,
The dry bones becoming as flesh;
And these are the days of Your servant David,
Rebuilding a temple of praise.
These are the days of the harvest,
The fields are as white in Your world,
And we are the labourers in Your vineyard,
Declaring the word 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 jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.

Behold He comes riding on the clouds,
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And 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. 

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

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

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

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And 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.


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

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

 

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

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And 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.

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

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

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

Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes

 

Thank You, Father for holding me and loving me.

In the name of Your Son, Jesus Christ Our Lord, I pray.

Amen!

1 comment:

  1. HE IS ALIVE!

    For the fifth time, let's sing: The Days of Elijah. There's no God like Jehovah.

    Amen!

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