Where Could I Go But To The Lord
James B. Coats
Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptation sore
Now won't you tell me
Where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Won't you tell me
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 that chilling hand of death
Won't you tell me
Where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Won't you tell me
Where could I go but to the Lord