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, 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?


Note:  This is an old hymn which we have been singing a lot together as a family, and I find the words running through my head at different times in the night and day.  It is a reminder for us to look to the Lord for help and strength in this life.  He is always ready to take our hand and lead us through any trial we encounter on our earthly pilgrimage.

A Prayer for the Divine Indwelling

Lord Jesus, I am longing
   From sin to be set free:
To find my deep desiring
   Forever fixed on thee.
All hope I now abandon
   Myself to conquer sin;
Invade my willing nature
   And come and dwell within.

The passing years oppress me,
   My growth in grace so slow:
My wayward fickle cravings
   Have leagued me to the foe.
Myself to self disloyal,
   I loathe yet love my sin:
Now hear my heartfelt pleading
   And come and dwell within.

If Thou should'st stand close by me
   'Tis more than I deserve;
But, being still outside me,
   From virtue, yet, I swerve.
Come nearer, Lord, than near me,
   My succour to begin:
Usurp the heart that craves Thee!
   O come and dwell within.

By W.E. Sangster, found in The Secret of  Radiant Life, 1957