It is only a tiny rosebud.
A flower of God's design.
But i cannot unfold the petals
With this clumsy hand of mine.
The secret of unfolding flowers
is not known to such as I
God opens flowers so sweetly
When in my hands they fade and die.
If i cannot unfold the rosebud
This flower of God's design
Then how do i think i have the wisdom
To unfold this life of mine.
So i'll trust in him for his leading
Each moment of the day
I will look to him for guidence
Each pilgram step i take.
The pathway, which lies before me
only the heavenly father knows
I'll trust in him to unfold the moments
Just as he unfolds the rose.
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