My promises will not be broken!
Tell my people that my promises will come to pass!
The curtains have opened to showcase my glory and splendor.
The city on the hill is MINE!
The sun and stars may shine for awhile until my arrival
“You are the light of the world—like a city on a hilltop that cannot be hidden.”
“Immediately after the distress of those days the sun will be darkened,
and the moon will not give its light;
the stars will fall from the sky,
and the heavenly bodies will be shaken.”
“The stars of heaven and their constellations
will not show their light.
The rising sun will be darkened
and the moon will not give its light.”
The city does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it,
for the glory of God gives it light,
and the Lamb is its lamp.