for tomorrow will worry about itself.
Each
day has enough trouble of its
own.
Grace for each day, like a grace-filled bead...
There is no grace available for tomorrow,
just for today,
just for today,
new like Manna every morning...
But looking back, one can see that their life
has been a continuous string of
grace-filled beads...
has been a continuous string of
grace-filled beads...
We'll Cross That Bridge
When We Come To It
When We Come To It
