By Aleta Shaheen
The king was dying,
The royal family was crying.
The only way to cope
Was to find the Flower of Hope.
The flower would heal,
The flower would reveal
The reason he was dying,
The reason they were crying.
They sent a scout
Who turned out to be a lout.
They sent twelve in succession,
But had no progression.
They had one last chance
In a knight named Lance.
To cure the king of dying,
To stop the family from crying.
He rode into the forest
Where the kingdom was the poorest.
He rod until he came upon a village,
He watched as it was being pillaged.
He ran to fight,
He fought with all his might.
To save the king from dying,
To stop the family from crying.
The raiders fled
Then the knight said,
“I have come for the flower,
The flower full of power.”
The people said, “We have a flower,
But it does not have power.”
The knight dejectedly replied,
“No, you must have lied!
“I must save the king from dying,
I must stop the family from crying.”
The people replied,
“No, we have not lied.
This power
Does not come from the flower.
It comes from the Lord on High
Who will not be cast aside.
He will save the king from dying,
He will stop the family from crying.”
The knight was ecstatic,
He thought this news fantastic!
He said, “I came for the flower,
But I found the Strong Tower!”
On his horse the knight quickly rode,
Into the castle he swiftly strode.
“God can save the king from dying,
God can stop the family from crying!”
He shouted this throughout the castle,
Hastily everyone came as if for battle.
The queen said, “Where is the flower,
The one that is full of power?”
The knight replied, “The flower will not save the king from dying,
It will not stop the royal family from crying.”
The queen asked, “How can this be?”
The knight replied, “Healing comes from God Almighty.”
The family finally realized
It had been God whom they had ostracized.
So they prayed to God for healing,
They praised him while they were kneeling.
“The king is not dying,
The family has stopped crying!”
This the doctor voiced,
And all the people rejoiced.
The flower did not have power,
The power came from the Strong Tower.
The people found that the only way to cope
Was to pray to the God of hope.
“Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad?
I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again—my Savior and my God!” (Psalm 42:7 NLT)
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