But for you who fear My name
The Son of Righteousness will arise
With healing in His wings
With healing in His wings
And you will skip about for joy
Like calves let from the stall
And you will tread the wicked down
Thus says the Lord of hosts
The day is coming
Burning like a furnace
The arrogant and every
Evildoer will be chaff
That day will set them ablaze
Leaving neither root nor branch
Pay attention to the law of Moses
I will send Elijah
In that great and mighty day
He will restore the hearts
Of fathers to their children
And the hearts of children
To their fathers once again