Michael W. Smith
Lead Me On
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 the blazing sun
But soon the sun was faded, 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
Oh
Lead me on, lead me on
The awaited deliverance comforts the seeking
Lead on
Waiting for the train
Labeled with a golden star
Heavy-hearted boarding
Whispers in the dark
Voices like thunder in a mighty roar
Oh, they're crying to the Lord
Lead me on, lead me on
To a place where the river runs into your keeping
Oh
Lead me on, lead me on
The awaited deliverance comforts the seeking
Oh, lead on
Man hurts man
Time and time and time again
And we drown in the wake of our power
Somebody tell me why
Lead me on, lead me on
To a place where the river runs into your keeping
Oh
Lead me on, lead me on
The awaited deliverance comforts the seeking
Oh, lead on
Lead me on, lead me on
To a place where the river runs into your keeping
Oh
Lead me on, lead me on
The awaited deliverance comforts the seeking
Oh, lead on