There’s no God like Jehovah!
And these are the days of Ezekiel
And these are the days of the harvest
There’s no God like Jehovah!
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
These are the days of great trials
Declaring the Word of the Lord
Say, behold He comes, riding on the clouds
And we are the laborers that are in Your vineyard
The fields are all white in Your world
Still we are the voice in the desert crying
And these are the days of Your servant Moses
Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes
Lift your voice, year of Jubilee
Righteousness being restored
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!
Shining like the sun at the trumpet's call
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Lift your voice, year of Jubilee
Shining like the sun at the trumpet's call
There’s no God like Jehovah!
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes
Lift your voice, year of Jubilee
Prepare ye the way of the Lord!
The dry bones becoming flesh
Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes
Shining like the sun at the trumpet's call
There’s no God like Jehovah!
There’s no God like Jehovah!
Out of Zion’s hill, salvation comes
Rebuilding a temple of praise
There’s no God like Jehovah!
And these are the days of Your servant, David
Shining like the sun at the trumpet's call
Lift your voice, year of Jubilee
Shining like the sun at the trumpet's call
There’s no God like Jehovah!
Lift your voice, year of Jubilee
Of famine and darkness and sword
Say, behold He comes, riding on the clouds
