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? CHORUS Where could I go, O 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? Neighbors are kind, I love them every one, 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 the chilling hand of death, Where could I go but to the Lord?Dieu de toute grâce Kriste, Ty si svetlo i deň tʿlyq 1 مولودك Lelkünk az Urat várja Lähemmäksi, Jeesus, Sinua لفين يا غربة God has blotted them out Иса Раббимсин ạ̉nạ jyt slmtk qlby̱
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