How Great A King Poem by Hudson Daniel

And then it is,
That the king rides out,
Upon his splendid pow’r,

He summons his legions,
Of glorious light,
To rescue the captured souls,

Of wonder and power,
Glory and honor,
Do all who see him sing,

And then the beast,
Within his lair,
Does cower and cringe in fear,

And when the king,
Rides in to see,
All things that were unseen,

The evil beast,
With great strong jaws,
Attacks the wondrous king,

And he the king,
He knows the lost,
Will not return to him,

For to return,
They must pay a price,
A price too high to pay,

And so the king,
Laid down his spear,
To save all that was lost.