My God and I go in the field together;

We walk and talk as good friends should and do;

We clasp our hands, our voices ring with laughter;

My God and I walk through the meadow's hue.

We clasp our hands, our voices ring with laughter;

My God and I walk through the meadow's hue.



He tells me of the years that went before me

When heavenly plans were made for me to be;

When all was but a dream of dim reflection;

To come to life, earth's verdant glory see.

When all was but a dream of dim reflection;

To come to life, earth's verdant glory see.



My God and I will go for aye together,

We'll walk and talk just as good friends do;

This earth will pass, and with it common trifles,

But God and I will go unendingly.

This earth will pass, and with it common trifles,

But God and I will go unendingly.