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

Oh, 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 the unclouded day.

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Oh, the land of cloudless day,

Oh, the land of the 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 the saints have gone,

Oh, they tell me of that land far away,

Where the tree of life eternally blooms so fair,

Sheds its fragrance through the unclouded day.

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Oh, they tell me of a King in His beauty there,

And they tell me that mine eyes shall behold

Where He sits on the throne that is whiter than snow

In the city that is made of gold.

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Oh, they tell me that God 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.

Refrain

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