Drifting Away

Drifting away from God to­day

Out in the world to roam;

How sad the heart will ev­er be

The heart that once was pure and free

But wan­der­ing now alone.

Drifting away

drift­ing away

Drifting

yes

drift­ing away

Drifting away

away from God.

Drifting away from God to­day

From mo­ther

home and friend

Thro’ stor­my winds that blast and blight;

O’er de­sert sands and mount­ain height

Unto a bit­ter end.

Drifting away from God to­day

Far o’er the sea of sin;

Oh! who will guide your foot­steps sure

And who will make your soul se­cure?

’Tis God who dwells with­in.