WHERE COULD I GO
(BUT TO THE LORD)
Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptation so
Where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to help me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord
Neighbours are kind I love them everyone
We get along in sweet accord
But when my soul needs mending from above
Where could I go but to the Lord
Life here is grand with friends I love so dear
Comfort I get from God's own word
Yet when I face that chilling hand of death
Where could I go but to the Lord