Written by Ira F. Stanphill
I don`t know about tomorrow,
I just live from day to day.
And I don`t borrow from the sunshine
`Cause the skies might turn to grey.
And I don`t worry about the future,
`Cause I know what Jesus said,
And today I`m gonna walk right beside Him
`Cause He`s the one who knows what is ahead.
There are things about tomorrow
That I don`t seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.
And each step is getting brighter
As the golden stairs I climb.
And every burden is getting lighter
And all the clouds, their silver line.
And, I`ll bet the sun it`s always shining
And no tears will ever dim the eye
And the ending of the rainbow
Where the mountains, they touch the sky.
There are many things about tomorrow
I don`t seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.
Yes I know who holds my hand.
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Entered by Lesa Brassette 01/13/98