1 O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies
O they tell me of a home far away:
O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise,
O they tell me of an unclouded day.
Chorus
O the land of cloudless day,
O the land of an unclouded day;
O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise,
O they tell me of an unclouded day.
2 O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone,
O they tell me of that land far away.
Where the tree of life in eternal bloom
Sheds its fragrance thro' the unclouded day.
3 O they tell me of a King in His beauty there,
And they tell me that mine eyes shall behld
Where He sits on the throne that is whiter than snow,
In that lovely land of unclouded day.
4 O they tell me that He smiles on His children there,
And His smile drives their sorrows all away;
And they tell me that no tears ever come again,
In the city that is made of gold.
