Chord Gitar dan Lirik Lagu City On the Hill Oleh Casting Crowns

God is good! D
This song is played with a capo 3.
If you do not have a capo, up it 3 half steps.
This is pretty accurate (about 90%), but any corrections are welcome.
The chords in the passage part repeat all over the song, between the other parts.
Sorry about the organization of the chords in the lyrics. The text editor didn’t help. D

The chords are (positions relative to the capo):

Bm D C Em7 G D

(e) —– 2 ——– 2 ——– 0 ——– 0 ——– 2 ——– 2 —-
(B) —– 3 ——– 3 ——– 2 ——– 3 ——– 2 ——– 3 —-
(G) —– 4 ——– 2 ——– 2 ——– 0 ——– 0 ——– 2 —-
(D) —– 4 ——– 4 ——– 2 ——– 2 ——– 0 ——– 0 —-
(A) —– 2 ——– 5——— 0 ——– 2 ——– 3 ——– X —-
(E) —– X ——– X ——– X ——– 0 ——– 2 ——– X —-

The introduction and the verses go like this:

(e) ———–2———–2———-0———————————|
(B) ——–3————3———2—2—————–3——-3——|
(G) —- 4– ———2———-2——-2————-0——-0——–|
(D) ————————————————-2——-2———-|
(A) –2 ———-5———–0—————————————–|
(E) ———————————————-0———————|

Verse 1:

Bm D
Did you hear of the city on the hill?
Said one old man to the other
Bm D
It once shined bright and it would be shining still
But they all started turning on each other

Verse 2:

Bm D
You see, the poets thought the dancers were shallow
And the soldiers thought the poets were weak
Bm D
And the elders saw the young ones as foolish
And the rich man never heard the poor man speak

Chorus:

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

Verse 3:

Bm D
Each one thought that they knew better
That they were different by design
Bm D
Instead of standing strong together
They let their differences divide

Chorus:

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
Passage:

Bm D C Em7
And the world is searching still
Bm D C

Bridge:

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
It 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

Ending:

Bm D C
Come home
And the Father’s calling still
Bm D C
Come home
To the city on the hill
Bm D C
Come home