Red Foley — 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 oh 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 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