(Ira P. Stanphill) I don't know about tomorrow I just live from day to day I don't borrow from the sunshine For the skies they turn to grey. And I don't worry for the future For I know what Jesus said And today I'll walk beside him For he's what lies ahead. Many things about tomorrow I don't seem to understand But I know who holds tomorrow And I know who holds my hand. --- Mandolin - Guitar Instrumental --- 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 ever 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.
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