This is my all-time favorite hymn. I copied this hymn onto a piece of paper during my first year of teaching — straight out of college — and taped it up in a place where I could see it every day. When I moved, it moved me with. It got me through three years of teaching high school, three years of graduate study, one year on Capitol Hill, through the discovery of my mother’s rare illness … and through every day since.
I KNOW WHO HOLDS TOMORROW
Ira StanphillI 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 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 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. 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.
ChorusI 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 be my portion, May be thru the flame or flood, But His presence goes before me, And I’m covered with His blood.