I have heard of a land on the 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, never grow old, Tis a land where we’ll never grow old; Never grow old, never grow old, Tis 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, Tis a land where we’ll never grow old; Never grow old, never grow old, Tis 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, Tis a land where we’ll never grow old; Never grow old, never grow old, Tis a land where we’ll never grow old. Tis a land where we’ll never grow old. Tis a land where we’ll never grow old.
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 22:10:12 +0000
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