Lead Me On - Bethany Dillon

Shoulder to the wheel 
For someone else's selfish gain 
Here there is no choosing 
Working the clay 
Wearing their anger like a ball and chain 

Fire in the field 
Underneath a blazing sun 
Soon the sun was faded 
And freedom was a song 
I heard them singing when the day was done 
Singing to the Holy One 

Lead me on, lead me on 
To a place where the river runs 
Into Your keeping 
Lead me on, lead me on 
The awaited deliverance comforts the seeking 
Lead on 

Bitter cold terrain 
Echoes of a slamming door 
Chambers made for sleeping forever 
Voices like thunder 
In a mighty roar 
Crying to the Lord 

Man hurts man 
Time and time, time again 
Though we drown in the wake of our power 
Somebody tell me why