Lyrics Bethany Dillon

Bethany Dillon

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 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

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

Man hurts man

Time and time, time again

Though 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

Lead me on, lead me on

The awaited deliverance comforts the seeking

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