I Know Who Holds Tomorrow (Words by Ira Stanphill, 1950) I donât know about tomorrow; I just live from day to day. I donât borrow from its sunshine For its skies may turn to grey. I donât worry oâer the future, For I know what Jesus said. And today Iâll walk beside Him, For He knows what is ahead. Many things about tomorrow I donât seem to understand But I know who holds tomorrow And I know who holds my hand. Every step is getting brighter As the golden stairs I climb; Every burdenâs getting lighter, Every 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. I donât 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 is my portion May be through the flame or flood; But His presence goes before me And Iâm covered with His blood.