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 rise.I climb, every burden's getting lighter, and every cloud is silver-lined.There the sun is always shining, there no tear will turn.At the eye, at the ending of the rainbow, where the mountains touch the sky.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 fire.And the path that is my portion, may be through the flame or fire.But His presence goes before me, and I'm covered with His blood.Many things about tomorrowI don't seem to understandBut I know who holds tomorrowAnd I know who holds mineIn the endI don't seem to understand