The story of King Josiah. Written by: Sage Simmons.

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King Josiah.

Josiah, being a little child, had been led with torches of fire to the worship place of Molech.  He was quaking, for he hated to go to such places.  Seeing he was seated by his father, the sacrifice started.  The flames crackled as the High priest put his hands on his head and........



Josiah grew to be eight years old. The memory of his father and the idols still never left his scarred mind. His father died from assassins and now he was king. He sat thinking when he heard his teacher walk in. "It is time for your training, Josiah." A while after his training, he was sixteen years. He wanted to rebuild the temple of God. The temple rebuilding started when one day one of the High Priests found a crack which had been made earlier before by some men carrying a big box.  Josiah sat at his work table in his palace when the door opened and one excited High Priest blurted out "One of your High Priests found the word of God. The sacred law! The word of Moses!" He soon afterword read it to King Josiah, then he had been upset and tore his clothes. He became known for his goodness. Another time I will tell you about is when a carriage came wizzing past. "King Josiah is wounded!" cried a man. An arrow was in his side. Everyone alarmed ran and gathered around. Seeing the sad sight some wept. A certain man kept the word of God and handed it to the dying king. One of the soldiers pulled or broke the arrow. Soon afterword the poor king was taken away to forever rest in peace now that his troubled days came to an end. 

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