WHERE WE NEVER GROW OLD

I have heard of a land on the far away strand, ‘Tis a beautiful home of the
soul;
Built by Jesus on high, there we never shall die, ‘Tis a land where we
never grow old.

CHORUS
Never grow old, never grow old, In a land where we’ll never grow old;
Never grow old, never grow old,
In a land where we’ll never grow old.

In that beautiful home where we’ll nevermore roam, We shall be in the
sweet by and by;
Happy praise to the King, through eternity sing, ‘Tis a land where we never shall die.


When our work here is done and the life-crown is won.
And our troubles
and trials are o’er, All our sorrow will
end, and our voices will blend, With the loved ones who’ve gone on before.