2 Chronicles

Lyrics by NƐØSHØ Music and Vocals by AI Lyrics: [Verse 1] David’s last breath fades into the dawn, A kingdom trembling, but the promise lives on. The torch is passed to a young king’s hand, Second Book of Chronicles begins where the legacy stands. Solomon kneels where the altar flame grows, Not asking for silver, not asking for gold. “Give me wisdom to shepherd Your name,” And heaven bends low with a whisper of flame. Stones rise up on Mount Moriah’s height, Cedar from Lebanon, veiled in light. Trumpets cry and the singers proclaim, “The Lord is faithful, forever the same.” [Chorus] If my people, called by My name, Humble their hearts and turn from their ways, I will hear from heaven, I will forgive, I will heal their broken land again. Through fire and exile, mercy remains The covenant echoes through joy and pain. [Verse 2] The temple stands in splendor and awe, Gold like sunrise, carved in the law. When Solomon prays, the skies respond, Glory falls heavy, sacred and strong. The priests can’t stand in the holy haze, Cloud of the Presence filling the place. A promise spoken for every year: “If you seek My face, I will be near.” But the years roll on like a warning drum, Hearts grow divided, and idols come. The kingdom fractures, north and south Truth on their lips, but ash in their mouth. [Chorus] If my people, called by My name, Humble their hearts and turn from their ways, I will hear from heaven, I will forgive, I will heal their broken land again. Through fire and exile, mercy remains The covenant echoes through joy and pain. [Verse 3] Some tore down idols and cleansed the land, Restored the altar with trembling hands. Asa cried out when armies rose, Jehoshaphat fasted when fear enclosed. A choir marched before the sword, Singing praise to the faithful Lord And enemies fell without a fight, Confusion swallowed them in the night. But pride still whispers in royal veins, Hearts grow stubborn, forget His name. Prophets cry in the city square, “Return before the judgment’s there!” [Bridge] Jerusalem trembles under foreign chains, Babylon’s shadow, smoke and flames. The temple burns, the walls collapse, Years of warning in one synapse. Yet even in ashes, hope is sown, A remnant carried far from home. Seventy winters of silent prayer, But God was moving even there. [Verse 4] A foreign king with a softened heart, A whispered stirring, a sovereign start. Cyrus the Great speaks what prophets foretold: “Let Judah rise, rebuild what was old.” From exile’s dust to a promised return, The lamp still flickers, the altar will burn. Though kingdoms fade and empires fall, The faithful God outlasts them all. [Final Chorus] If my people, called by My name, Humble their hearts and turn from their ways, I will hear from heaven, I will forgive, I will heal their broken land again. From Solomon’s prayer to the exile’s cry, From temple fire to a tear-stained sky, Through judgment’s storm and mercy’s flame Forever holy, forever His name. [Outro] The story ends, but the promise stands, Written in stone and written in hands. A shattered throne, a rising dawn His covenant carries on.