Tomorrow, Lord, Is Thine VIGIL—St. Alban, Tune Book, 1865; Paisiello LACY—John P. Campbell Tomorrow, Lord, Is Thine 1 Tomorrow, Lord, is Thine, Lodged in Thy sov’reign hand; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by Thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away; O make Thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day. 3 Since on this winged hour Eternity is hung, Waken by Thine almighty power The aged and the young. 4 One thing demands our care; O be it still pursued,