Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptations sore
Striving alone to face temptations sore
Where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go, oh where could I go
Where could I go, oh where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord
Neighbors are kind, I love them everyone
Neighbors are kind, I love them everyone
We get along in sweet accord
But when my soul needs manna from above
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
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
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 save me in the end
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
Where could I go but to the Lord
6 comments:
I run to the rock of my salvation.
To that rock that is higher than I.
Thanks for the great old song.
Mervi
I love the old songs. So glad I know I can go to the Lord!
Mervi & Kathy,
I love old songs too. Guess it's because I can understand them, and they've taken me along my walk with the Lord thus far.
Old songs... still play them at home and sing them to the Lord.
Old songs have so much deth and meaning... No fluff, just truth to keep us going...encouraged!!
Oh how your blogs minister to my soul.. I love old song. Love and appreciate you Sis Hopper
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