I just live from day to day.
I don't borrow from its sunshine
For its skies may turn to grey.
And I don't worry o'er the future,
For I know what Jesus said,
And today I'll walk right 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
On these golden stairs I climb.
Every burden's getting lighter
Every cloud is silver lined.
Here, the sun is always shining,
And ne'er a 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.
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand,
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand,
Who holds my hand...