WHERE COULD I GO BUT TO THE LORD

Writer James B. Coats



Living below in this old sinful world 

Hardly a comfort can afford 

Striving alone to face temptations call 

Where could I go to the Lord 

Where could I go where could I go 

Seeking a refuge for my soul 

Needing a friend to help me in the end 

Where could I go to the Lord 

Neighbors are fun I love them everyone 

We get along in sweet accord 

But when I pass the chilling hand of death 

Where could I go to the Lord 

Where could I go where could I go 

Seeking a refuge for my soul 

Needing a friend to help me in the end 

Where could I go to the Lord 

Life here is grand with friends I love so well 

Comfort I get from God's own Word 

But when my soul needs manna from above 

Where could I go to the Lord 

Where could I go where could I go 

Seeking a refuge for my soul 

Needing a friend to help me in the end 

Where could I go to the Lord 

Where could I go where could I go 

Seeking a refuge for my soul 

Needing a friend to help me in the end 

Where could I go to the Lord 

Where could I go to the Lord