Where Could I Go But to the Lord, Refuge for My Soul
Where Could* I Go?
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 You Lord′?
Neighbors 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?
by J. B. Coats
- I come to the Garden Alone
- There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood
- He Leadeth Me by his own Hand
- Rock Of Ages
- Be Thou My Vision
- Battle Hymn Of The Republic
- Holy Lord God Almighty