Glory, Gospel, Grace
fall on this place.

Failure cannot exist
when I have come from Victory,

You are a city on a hill, seen
you stand
through attacks and fire
when the storms come
and the city stands.
His glory will shine
His Gospel is shared
and His Grace redeems.
Say it out loud.
Shout
I am a city on a Hill
my light is bright bright bright
and the worlds darkness
cannot consume me
I serve the almighty
It is not my light
but His that shines
It is not stolen
It is not shaken
it is not smoldered
defeat comes to the darkness
and fear must leave.
Shine.

Song: Shine on us (Bethel Music)