Never Grow Old
James C. Moore

I have heard of a land
On the faraway 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, 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 never more 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

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

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

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