(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.      --- Instrumental to fade ---