Adrift upon the sea, amidst a winter's breeze
I want to grasp the chords within your hands.
Across the vast terrain I see the face of pain.
I want to place the blame on the wind.
And taunt the sweeping plain of the din.

But I look within and I see the face
Of hope's desire, our desire.
For all, all the weary souls
Who fought for freedom,
Oh lead them, lead us all.

Living on the edge, forgiving as He said,
Believing there's a better world to come.
The darkness hides the day,
It's hard to see the way,
Oh listen as I pray to You again.
The view around about is looking grim.

But I look within and I see the face
Of hope's desire, our desire.
For all, all the weary souls
Who fought for freedom,
Oh lead them.

At every turn upon the road of life open my eyes
To see where You live.
And in the broken bodies of forgotten pilgrims
And forsaken limbs.

To see where you live.......

I look for Him and I see the face
Of hope's desire, our desire.
For all, all the weary souls
Who fought for freedom,
Oh lead them, lead us all.

Written By Phil Keaggy