Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptation's sword
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 help me in the end
Where could I but go to the Lord

Neighbors are kind, I love them everyone
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 this chilling hands of death
Where could I go but to the Lord