The Unclouded Day

Oh, they tell me of a home far beyond the skies
They tell me of a home far away
Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
Oh, they tell me of an uncloudy day
Oh, the land of cloudless days
Oh, the land of an uncloudy sky
Oh, they tell me of a land where no storm clouds rise
Oh, they tell me of an uncloudy day
Oh, they tell me of a King in His beauty there
They tell me that mine eyes shall behold
Where He sits on a throne that is whiter than snow
In a city that is made of gold
Oh, the land of cloudless days
Oh, the land of an uncloudy sky
Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
Oh, they tell me of an uncloudy day
Oh, the land of cloudless days
Oh, the land of an uncloudy sky
Oh, they tell me of a land where no storm clouds rise
Oh, they tell me of an uncloudy day