(J.B. Coats)

Now tell me where could I go but to the Lord?

Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptation sore
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
(Now 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 the chilling hand of death
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
(Now 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 help me in the end
(Now tell me) where could I go but to the Lord?)...