WHERE COULD I GO BUT TO THE LORD   Writer James B. Coats      Living below in this old sinful world    Hardly a comfort can afford    Striving alone to face temptations call    Where could I go to the Lord    Where could I go where could I go    Seeking a refuge for my soul    Needing a friend to help me in the end    Where could I go to the Lord    Neighbors are fun I love them everyone    We get along in sweet accord    But when I pass the chilling hand of death    Where could I go to the Lord    Where could I go where could I go    Seeking a refuge for my soul    Needing a friend to help me in the end    Where could I go to the Lord    Life here is grand with friends I love so well    Comfort I get from God's own Word    But when my soul needs manna from above    Where could I go to the Lord    Where could I go where could I go    Seeking a refuge for my soul    Needing a friend to help me in the end    Where could I go to the Lord    Where could I go where could I go    Seeking a refuge for my soul    Needing a friend to help me in the end    Where could I go to the Lord    Where could I go to the Lord