I don't know about tomorrow;

I just live from day to day.

I don't borrow from its sunshine

For its skies may turn to grey.



I don't worry o'er the future,

For I know what Jesus said.

And today I'll walk beside Him,

For He knows what is ahead.



Many things about tomorrow

I don't seem to understand

But I know who holds tomorrow

And I know who holds my hand.



Every step is getting brighter

As the golden stairs I climb;

Every burden's getting lighter,

Every cloud is silver-lined.



There the sun is always shining,

There no tear will dim the eye;

At the ending of the rainbow

Where the mountains touch the sky.



Many things about tomorrow

I don't seem to understand

But I know who holds tomorrow

And I know who holds my hand.



I don't know about tomorrow;

It may bring me poverty.

But the one who feeds the sparrow,

Is the one who stands by me.



And the path that is my portion

May be through the flame or flood;

But His presence goes before me

And I'm covered with His blood.



Many things about tomorrow

I don't seem to understand

But I know who holds tomorrow

And I know who holds my hand...