 
When tomorrow comes I hope I have the strength
To face whatever may be waiting there;
Whether it be a pebble in my path,
Or a gigantic boulder standing there.
There’ve been so many trials in my past,
I’m only just beginning now to live;
And so, my Lord, I offer up my sins,
For I know that You have promised to forgive.
When tomorrow comes, oh Lord, please hold my hand
And give me strength to make it through the day;
Renew my faith and help me understand
The stumbling blocks that may be in my way.
And when the day is done, and sun has set,
And a coolness settles in the air,
Please let me not forget to give you thanks,
For, every time I need you, Lord, You’re there.
By Linda Newman
© 2004 Linda Newman (All rights reserved)
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