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City On The Hill 
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de Casting Crowns
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Did you hear of the city on a hill?
Said one old man to the other
It once shined and it be shining still
But all started turning on each other
You see the poets thought the dancers shallow
And the the poets were weak
And the elders saw the as foolish
And the man never the poor man speak
And one by one they ran away
With their up minds to leave it all behind
And the light began to fade
In the on a hill
The city on a hill
one thought that they knew better
But there were different by design
Instead of strong together
They let differences divide
And one by one they ran away
their made up minds to it all behind
And the light began to fade
In the city on a hill
The city on a hill
And the is searchin' still
But it was the rhythm of the dancers
That the poets life
It was the of the poets
That gave the soldiers strength to fight
It was the fire of the ones
It was the wisdom of the old
It was the story of the poor man
That needed be told...
It is the rhythm of the dancers
gives the life
It is the spirit of the poets
gives the soldiers strength to fight
It is the fire of the 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 up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade
In the city on a hill?
One by one, we run away?
With our made up to it all behind
As the light begins to fade
In the on a hill?
The city on a hill
Come home
And the Father's calling still
Come home
To the city on the hill
Come home
Said one old man to the other
It once shined and it be shining still
But all started turning on each other
You see the poets thought the dancers shallow
And the the poets were weak
And the elders saw the as foolish
And the man never the poor man speak
And one by one they ran away
With their up minds to leave it all behind
And the light began to fade
In the on a hill
The city on a hill
one thought that they knew better
But there were different by design
Instead of strong together
They let differences divide
And one by one they ran away
their made up minds to it all behind
And the light began to fade
In the city on a hill
The city on a hill
And the is searchin' still
But it was the rhythm of the dancers
That the poets life
It was the of the poets
That gave the soldiers strength to fight
It was the fire of the ones
It was the wisdom of the old
It was the story of the poor man
That needed be told...
It is the rhythm of the dancers
gives the life
It is the spirit of the poets
gives the soldiers strength to fight
It is the fire of the 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 up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade
In the city on a hill?
One by one, we run away?
With our made up to it all behind
As the light begins to fade
In the on a hill?
The city on a hill
Come home
And the Father's calling still
Come home
To the city on the hill
Come home
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