My God and I go in the field together;
We walk and talk as good friends should and do;
We clasp our hands, our voices ring with laughter;

My God and I walk through the meadow's hue.
We clasp our hands, our voices ring with laughter;
My God and I walk through the meadow's hue.


He tells me of the years that went before me
When heavenly plans were made for me to be;

When all was but a dream of dim reflection;
To come to life, earth's verdant glory see.
When all was but a dream of dim reflection;

To come to life, earth's verdant glory see.

My God and I will go for aye together,

We'll walk and talk just as good friends do;
This earth will pass, and with it common trifles,
But God and I will go unendingly.

This earth will pass, and with it common trifles,
But God and I will go unendingly.