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I don't know about tomorrow |
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I just live from day to day |
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I don't borrow from it's sunshine |
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For it's skies may turn to gray |
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I don't worry o'er the future |
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For I know what Jesus said |
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And today I'll walk beside Him |
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For He knows what is ahead |
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Many things about tomorrow |
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I don't seem to understand |
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But I know who holds tomorrow |
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And I know who holds my hand |
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I don't know about tomorrow |
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It may bring me poverty |
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But the One who feeds the sparrow |
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Is the One who stands by me |
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And the path that be my portion |
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May be through the flame or flood |
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But His presence goes before me |
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And I'm covered with His blood |
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Many things about tomorrow |
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I don't seem to understand |
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But I know who holds tomorrow |
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And I know who holds my hand |
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Yes, I know who holds tomorrow |
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And I know He holds my hand |