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City On A Hill Casting Crowns Verse 1:
DiAmd you hear of Cthe city on the hill? Said oFne old man to the othFer It oAmnce shined bright and it wCould be shining still But they aFll starteFd turning on each other
Verse 2:
You see,Am the poets thought the dancCers were shallow AnFd the solFdiers thought the poets were weak AnAmd the elders saw the young ones Cas foolish AnFd the rFich man never heard the poor man speak
Chorus:
And oFne by one TheyC ran away With Ftheir made up minds To leavFe it all behind AnFd the lighCt began to fade In the Fcity on the hill The city on the hill
Verse 3: Each one thought that they knew better That they were different by design Instead of standing strong together They let their differences divide Passage:
Am C F FAnd the world is searching still Am C F
Bridge:
But Fit was the rhythm of the dancers That gave the poets life It wasC the spirit of the poets ThatF gave the soldiers strength to fight It waFs the fire of the young ones It waAms the wisdom of the old It waFs the story of the poor man That needed to be told
Ending:
Am C F Come home F And the Father's calling still Am C F Come home F To the city on the hill Am C F Come home