1 I have nothing to do with tomorrow,
Its sunlight I never may see;
So today with the plow in the furrow,
In the vineyard I faithful would be.
I have nothing to do with tomorrow,
My Saviour will make that His care,
Its grace and its strength I can’t borrow,
So why should I borrow its care?
2 Other workers may gather the harvest,
And reap from the fields I have sown,
But if still I am faithful in sowing,
I shall hear from my Master “Well done.” [Refrain]
3 So I’ve nothing to do with tomorrow,
Its burdens then why should I bear?
Should He fill it with joy or with sorrow,
He will help me, with Him all to share. [Refrain]Source: Northfield Hymnal No. 2 #328