You have always promised to lead me through each day
And when my path was hard to walk you taught me how to pray
You have always been my strength. You have been my shield
You have led me safely to the Lilies in the field
Consider now the lily that that grows wild in the field
Such gentle sweet perfection has seldom been revealed
With a simple feral beauty they will leave no sign
And Gods quiet message whispers in my mind
Kings in all their glory and Queens in their finest gowns
Are laced with gold and silver upon their fiery crown
But kings in all their glory Know that they must yield
They cannot match the beauty of the Lilies in the field
Don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow. What good can it do
Can it add just one thing more to what God gave to you
His Son has told the story, nothing’s been concealed
And He has led me gently to the Lilies in the field
