1 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.
2 In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam,
We shall be in the sweet by and by;
Happy praise to the King thro' eternity sing
’Tis a land where we never shall die. [Chorus]
3 When our work here is done and the life crown is won,
And our troubles and trial's are o’er;
All our sorrow will end, and our voices will blend,
With the loved ones who’ve gone on before. [Chorus]