Oh they tell me of a home far beyond the skies 
And 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 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 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 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