Oh they tell me of a home far beyond the skies And they tell me of a home far a way Oh they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise Oh they tell me of an unclouded day Oh the land of cloudless days Oh the land of an unclouded sky Oh they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise Oh they tell me of an unclouded day Oh they tell me of a home where my friends have gone And they tell me of that land far away Where the Tree of Life in eternal bloom Sheds its' fragrance through the unclouded day Oh the land of cloudless days Oh the land of an unclouded sky Oh they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise Oh they tell me of an unclouded day Oh they tell me of the King in His beauty there And they tell me that mine eyes shall behold Where He sits on a throne that is whiter than snow In the city that is made of gold Oh! they tell me that He smiles on His children there And His smile drives their sorrows away And they tell me that no tears ever come again In that lovely land of unclouded day Oh the land of cloudless days Oh the land of an unclouded sky Oh they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise Oh they tell me of an unclouded day