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
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