Unclouded Day - The Wartburg Choir

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... --- Instrumental to fade ---

Only in sleep I see their faces, Children I played with when I was a child, Louise comes back with her brown hair braided, Annie with ringlets warm and wild. Only in sleep Time is forgotten— What may have come to them, who can know? Yet we played last night as long ago, And the doll-house stood at the turn of the stair. The years had not sharpened their smooth round faces, I met their eyes and found them mild— Do they, too, dream of me, I wonder, And for them am I too a child? Only in sleep I see their faces, Children I played with when I was a child, Louise comes back with her brown hair braided, Annie with ringlets warm and wild. Only in sleep Time is forgotten— What may have come to them, who can know? Yet we played last night as long ago, And the doll-house stood at the turn of the stair. The years had not sharpened their smooth round faces, I met their eyes and found them mild— Do they, too, dream of me, I wonder, And for them am I too a child? Am i a child Aaahhhhhhh A child Aaaaaahhhhhhh Am i a child Oooooohhhh A child Am i a child A child.