1 There’s a tree that’s ever growing, growing,
Growing on the heavenly shore;
Where the stream of life is flowing, flowing,
Flowing on forevermore!
O how bright, O how bright,
O how bright the flowers grow!
O how soft, O how soft,
O how soft the waters flow
On that heav’nly shore,
On that heav’nly shore;
Where the tree of life is growing, growing,
Growing on forevermore!
2 Its bright flow’rs are ever flinging, flinging,
Flinging perfume on the air;
While the angelic harps are ringing, ringing,
Ringing heave’nly music there. [Chorus]
3 And its leaves are for the healing, healing,
Healing of the nations all;
Send the glorious tidings pealing, pealing,
Pealing like the trumpet’s call! [Chorus]