Lead Me On

by Amy Grant

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 And freedom was a song I heard them singing when the day was done Singing to the Holy One [Hook] 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 "Where are we going--is it very far?"