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(Amy Grant, Michael W. Smith, Wayne Kirkpatrick) 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 [Chorus:] 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 Labelled with a golden star Letras de cancionesHeavy hearted boarding Whispers in the dark "Where are they going-is it very far?" Bitter cold terrain Echoes of a slamming door In chambers made for sleeping Forever Voices like thunder in a mighty roar Cry to the lord [Chorus] Man hurts man Time and time, time again And we drown in the wake of our power Somebody tell me why [Chorus 2x] From Letras Mania