Scripture Verse

I saw four and twenty elders sitting, clothed in white raiment; and they had on their heads crowns of gold. Revelation 4:4

Introduction

illustration
St. John in the Clouds
Albrecht Dürer (1471–1528)

Words: Mrs. F. A. F. Wood-White, 1889.

Music: James M. Ha­gan (🔊 pdf nwc).

Note: The song Nev­er Grow Old has ve­ry si­mi­lar words and al­most iden­ti­cal mu­sic.

If you know Wood-White’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of her (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), or a bet­ter one of Ha­gan,

portrait
James M. Hagan
1859–1933

Lyrics

I have heard of a land
On a far away strand,
In the Bi­ble the story is told,
Where no cares ever come,
Neither darkness nor gloom,
And nothing shall ever grow old.

Refrain

In that beau­ti­ful land,
On the faraway strand,
There awaits us a robe and a crown;
In that city, we’re told,
The streets are pure gold,
And the sunlight shall ne­ver go down.

There are evergreen trees
That bend low in the breeze,
And their fruitage is brighter than gold;
There are harps for our hands,
In that fairest of lands,
And nothing shall ever grow old.

Refrain

There’s a home in that land,
At the Fa­ther’s right hand;
There are mansions whose joys are untold;
There the ransomed will sing
Round the throne of their king,
And nothing shall ever grow old.

Refrain