Living below in this old sinful world,
Hardly a comfort can afford;
Striving alone to face temptations sore,
Where could I go but to the Lord?
Chorus:
Where could I go, O where could I go,
Seeking a refuge for my soul?
Needing a friend to help me to the end,
Where could I go but to the Lord?
Neighbours are fun I love 'em everyone
We get along in sweet accord.
But when I pass the chilling hand of death,
Where could I go but to the Lord?
(Chorus)
Life here is grand with friends I love so dear,
Comfort I get from God's own Word;
But when my soul needs manna from above,
Where could I go to the Lord?
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