Like a flower I will fade
I'll wither with age
And the end of my life
Will soon draw near
Things on earth will all be gone
And I'll be going home to that land
Where flowers never fade
Where the flowers never fade
With Jesus I'll be saved
In that land where death will come no more
There won't be a graveyard there
Just the mansions He's prepared
In that land where flowers never fade
My old body's growing weak
My eyes they barely see
But I keep holding to those
Precious nail-scarred Hands
Over Jordan with the King
The lame will walk, the dumb will sing
In that land where flowers never fade
Where the flowers never fade
With Jesus I'll be saved
In that land where death will come no more
There won't be a graveyard there
Just the mansions He's prepared
In that land where flowers never fade
There won't be a graveyard there
Just the mansions He's prepared
In that land where flowers never fade