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.