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 unclouded 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 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, 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...