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Song Name: The Uncloudy Day (Melody Maker) By: Unknown
Posted By: bohe Difficulty: Any
Key: Any Genre: Religious
Harp Type: Melody Maker Audio: The Uncloudy Day (Melody Maker)
Created: 2009-03-27 13:03:00 Modified: 2009-05-27 01:05:49
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Song: The Unclouded Day
Melody Maker

-1  -1  -2  -2  -2-2 -2   -3  3  -2    2   -1
 O they tell me of a home far be-yond the skies,

-1 -1  -2  -2  -2-2 -2   -3 -4 -4
O they tell me of a home far a-way;
 
-1 -1    -2  -2 -2  -2    -3  3   -2     2 
 O they tell me of home where no storm clouds
  -1
 rise,

-4  5   -4  -3  -2  3 -3   3   3  -2
 O they tell me of an un-cloud-ed day.


Chorus
-4  5   -4  -3  -2   -3  -2  -4  5   -4  -3  3
 O the land of cloud-les day, O the land of an

-2  -3  -3   3  -1  -1   -2 -2  -2  -2   -3      
un-cloud-ed sky; O they tell me of home where
 
3   -2      2   -1   -4   5   -4  -3 -2 3 -3 
no storm clouds rise, O they tell me of a un-
3     3  -2
cloud-ed day.

Verse 2: 
O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone,O they tell me of
that land far away;  Where the tree of life in eternal bloom Sheds
its
fragrance thru the unclouded day. 

Verse 3: 
O they tell me of the King in His beauty there, And they tell me of
that mine eyes shall be-hold, Where He sits on the throne that is
whiter than snow, In the city that is made of gold. 

Verse 4: 
O they tell me that He smiles on His children there, And His smile
drives their sorrows all a-way; And they tell me that no tears ever
come again, In that lovely land of un-clouded day.

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