Gold shines in the morning
The temple stands in flame
A king with endless wisdom
The nations know his name
Songs rise from the altar
Peace flows across the land
But shadows creep in silence
With idols in their hands
The voice of God was clear and strong
But hearts grow weak when years grow long
From glory to dust from wisdom to shame
A crown once pure now bears the stain
Every idol whispers every altar groans
The fire dies in ashes of the throne
Strange gods in the courtyard
Foreign prayers in the night
The king who built for Yahweh
Now trades the truth for lies
Hands once raised in worship
Are lifted to the dead
The kingdom starts to tremble
The line begins to shed
The voice of God was clear and strong
But hearts grow weak when years grow long
From glory to dust from wisdom to shame
A crown once pure now bears the stain
Every idol whispers every altar groans
The fire dies in ashes of the throne
O Solomon your heart betrayed
The Lord of Hosts will tear away
No kingdom stands on shifting sand
No king survives with bloodstained hands
From glory to dust from wisdom to shame
A crown once pure now bears the stain
Every idol whispers every altar groans
The fire dies in ashes of the throne
The temple fades the silence grows
A warning carved in tales of old
Seek the Lord let Him alone
Or end in ashes of the throne
