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