The fire rose into heaven But the hearts below grew cold The mantle fell where the Jordans split A prophet rose where the fire had lifted Oil still flowed in the empty jar Life came back from the edge of dark A soldier washed in the river low Pride went down and his skin was whole The mountains burned with an unseen flame But the kings still bowed to foreign names You would not listen, though the fire still spoke You would not turn, though the heavens broke The prophets cried out, but your heart stayed stoned And the kingdom fell, when you stood alone Samaria fell to a foreign hand Israel scattered from the promised land Hezekiah prayed with the letter spread And the Lord still answered what he said Then the scroll was found in the house of prayer Josiah trembled and tore what he wore He called the people back to the law But the wound was deeper than before The walls came down, the temple burned All that was given was overturned Ash in the sky, chains on the road The city of David Reap what was sown