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?
Where Could I Go, O 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 Every One,
We Get Along In Sweet Accord;
But When My Soul Needs Manna 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 The Chilling Hand Of Death,
Where Could I Go But To The Lord?
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