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 First Kings 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 First Kings 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 First Kings

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