1 Kings 2

Young Solomon prayed give me wisdom's art

To lead Your people with a righteous heart

From Sheba’s queen to nations far and wide

His judgment echoed with truth as his guide

The Temple arose a house for the Lord

Cedar and gold divinely adored

Hiram’s skilled hands a craftsman’s delight

A beacon of hope shining ever so bright

But pride took root in pleasure he drowned

Foreign wives lured on holy ground

Idols he embraced a treacherous game

His kingdom fractured tarnishing his name

From wisdom's peak to a sorrowful fall

The seeds of division answering the call

A king once blessed now lost in the night

Leaving a legacy shadowed by blight

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Two kings one crown a kingdom torn apart

Solomon's sons playing reckless with their hearts

Rehoboam in the south Jeroboam up north

A golden calf calling idols set forth

Prophets whisper warnings the people won't hear

Power in the palace but the Lord's not near

A house divided can never stand tall

One nation split two thrones about to fall

Mount Carmel’s peak Elijah takes his stand

A lone prophet facing Baal’s command

Four hundred voices scream to the sky

But their god stays silent no fire replies

Elijah steps up no fear in his bones

Drenched the altar with water soaked the stones

He called to the heavens let the Lord be known

Fire rained down and the power was shown

They danced they cried but nothing came

Elijah prayed and fire claimed the flame

Divided thrones divided stones

Who will kneel before the Holy One alone

When the fire falls when the truth calls

Will you stand or crumble will you rise or stall

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Elijah fled feared Jezebel’s wrath

Sought solace in caves on a lonely path

The mountain he climbed for a word from the Lord

A mighty wind roared but God wasn't adored

An earthquake then shook the ground gave way

But God's presence lingered in a different way

A fire blazed forth consuming all near

Yet God's gentle whisper was finally clear

Ahab the king with Jezebel's hand

Spread wickedness rampant throughout the land

Naboth’s vineyard coveted with greed

Innocent blood spilled a treacherous deed

False prophets flattered with deceitful lies

Ignoring the truth veiled before their eyes

But judgment descended a price to be paid

For defying God's will a kingdom betrayed

The still small voice a lesson to heed

In quiet surrender find strength indeed

For power and pride will lead to despair

But in humble devotion find God's loving care

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