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