Where We'll Never Grow Old

1. I have heard of a land on the far a-way strand, Tis a beau-ti-ful home of the soul: Built by Je-sus on high, there we nev-er shall die Tis a land where we nev-er grow old. Chorus: Nev-er grow old, nev-er grow old, In a land where we'll nev-er grow old; Nev-er grow old, Nev-er grow old, In a land where we'll nev-er grow old 2. In that beau-ti-ful home where we'll nev-er-more roam, We shall be in the sweet by and by; Hap-py praise to the King, thru e-ter-ni-ty sing, Tis a land where we nev-er shall die. Chorus: Nev-er grow old, nev-er grow old, In a land where we'll nev-er grow old; Nev-er grow old, Nev-er grow old, In a land where we'll nev-er grow old 3. When our work here is done and our life-crown is won, And our trou-bles and tri-als are o'er; All our sor-rows will end and our voic-es will blend With the loved ones who've gone on be-fore. Chorus: Nev-er grow old, nev-er grow old, In a land where we'll nev-er grow old; Nev-er grow old, Nev-er grow old, In a land where we'll nev-er grow old