I Know Who Holds Tomorrow chords
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[INTRO]
[G] [C] [D] [G]
[VERSE 1]
I don’[G]t know about t[G7]omorrow;
I just [C]live from day to [G]day.
I don’[C]t borrow from it[G]s sunshine
For its [A7]skies may turn to [D]grey.
I don’[G]t worry o’er [G7]the future,
For I [C]know what Jesus [G]said.
And to[C]day I’ll walk b[G]eside Him,
For He [G]know[D]s what is a[G]head.
[CHORUS]
Many [C]things about tom[G]orrow
I don’[A7]t seem to und[D]erstand
But I [G]know who holds to[C]morrow
And I [G]kno[D]w who holds my [G]hand.
[VERSE 2]
Every [G]step is getting br[G7]ighter
As the [C]golden stairs I [G]climb;
Every [C]burden’s gettin[G]g lighter,
Every [A7]cloud is silver-[D]lined.
There the [G]sun is always [G7]shining,
There no [C]tear will dim the [G]eye;
At the [C]ending of the [G]rainbow
Where the [G]mounta[D]ins touch the [G]sky.
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3]
I don’[G]t know abou[G7]t tomorrow;
It may [C]bring me pover[G]ty.
But the [C]one who feeds the sp[G]arrow,
Is the [A7]one who stands by [D]me.
And the p[G]ath that is my p[G7]ortion
May be [C]through the flame or [G]flood;
But His [C]presence goes be[G]fore me
And I’[G]m cov[D]ered with Hi[G]s blood.
[CHORUS]
[G] [C] [D] [G]
[VERSE 1]
I don’[G]t know about t[G7]omorrow;
I just [C]live from day to [G]day.
I don’[C]t borrow from it[G]s sunshine
For its [A7]skies may turn to [D]grey.
I don’[G]t worry o’er [G7]the future,
For I [C]know what Jesus [G]said.
And to[C]day I’ll walk b[G]eside Him,
For He [G]know[D]s what is a[G]head.
[CHORUS]
Many [C]things about tom[G]orrow
I don’[A7]t seem to und[D]erstand
But I [G]know who holds to[C]morrow
And I [G]kno[D]w who holds my [G]hand.
[VERSE 2]
Every [G]step is getting br[G7]ighter
As the [C]golden stairs I [G]climb;
Every [C]burden’s gettin[G]g lighter,
Every [A7]cloud is silver-[D]lined.
There the [G]sun is always [G7]shining,
There no [C]tear will dim the [G]eye;
At the [C]ending of the [G]rainbow
Where the [G]mounta[D]ins touch the [G]sky.
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3]
I don’[G]t know abou[G7]t tomorrow;
It may [C]bring me pover[G]ty.
But the [C]one who feeds the sp[G]arrow,
Is the [A7]one who stands by [D]me.
And the p[G]ath that is my p[G7]ortion
May be [C]through the flame or [G]flood;
But His [C]presence goes be[G]fore me
And I’[G]m cov[D]ered with Hi[G]s blood.
[CHORUS]
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