"City On The Hill"

  "City On The Hill"

Casting Crowns 

Did you hear of the city on the hill?

Said one old man to the other

It once shined bright and it would be shining still

But they all starting turning on each other

You see, the poets thought the dancers were shallow

And the soldiers thought the poets were weak

And the elders saw the young ones as foolish

And the rich man never heard the poor man speak 

And one by one they ran away

With their made-up minds to leave it all behind

And the light began to fade in the city on the hill

The city on the hill 

Each one thought that they knew better

But they were different by design 

Instead of standing strong together

They let their differences divide

And one by one they ran away

With their made-up minds to leave it all behind

And the light began to fade in the city on the hill

The city on the hill 

And the world is searching still

But it was the rhythm of the dancers

That gave the poets life 

It was the spirit of the poets  

That gave the soldiers strength to fight

I was the fire of the young ones

It was the wisdom of the old 

It was the story of the poor man

That needed to be told 

It is the rhythm of the dancers 

That gives the poets life 

It is the spirit of the poets 

That gives the soldiers strength to fight 

It is the fire of the young ones

It is the wisdom of the old

It is the story of the poor man

That's needing to be told 

One by one, will we run away

With our made up minds to leave it all behind

As the light begins to fade in the city on the hill

One by one, will we run away

With our made up minds to leave it all behind

As the light begins to fade in the city on the hill

The city on the hill

Come home

And the Father's calling still

Come home to the city on the hill

Come home 

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