I don't know about tomorrow, I just live from day to day I don't borrow from it's sunshine For it's skies may turn to gray 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 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 Ev'ry step is getting brighter As the golden stairs I climb; ev'ry burden's getting lighter Ev'ry 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