Reformed Press Hymnal ‎#218

218. Where We'll Never Grow Old

1 I have heard of a land on the faraway 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 nevermore 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 trials are o’er;
All our sorrow will end, and our voices will blend
With the loved ones who’ve gone on before. [Chorus]

Text Information

• First Line: I have heard of a land on the faraway strand
• Title: Where We'll Never Grow Old
• Author: Jas. C. Moore
• Refrain First Line: Never grow old, never grow old
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1934
• Copyright: Jas. C. Moore, Owner
• Notes: Now Public Domain; Dedicated to my Father and Mother

Tune Information

• Name: [I have heard of a land on the faraway strand]
• Composer: Jas. C. Moore
• Key: E♭ Major
• Copyright: Jas. C. Moore, Owner