Where we´ll never grow old
Johnny Cah/James C. Moore, My mothers hymn book/1
I have heard of a land on a far away strand
´Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high, where we never shall die
´Tis a land where we never grow old
Never grow old, where we´ll never grow old
In a land where we´ll never grow old
Never grow old, where we´ll never grow old
In a land where we´ll never grow old
In that beautiful home where we´ll never more roam
We shall be in that sweet by and by
Happy praise to the King through eternity ring
´Tis a land where we never shall die
Never grow old, where we´ll never grow old
In a land where we´ll never grow old
Never grow old, where we´ll never grow old
In a land where we´ll never grow old
When our work here is done and our 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
Never grow old, where we´ll never grow old
In a land where we´ll never grow old
Never grow old, where we´ll never grow old
In a land where we´ll never grow old