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