Unfolding the Rose

         It is only a tiny rosebud,
         A flower of God's design;
         But I cannot unfold the petals
         With these clumsy hands of mine.

         The secret of unfolding flowers
         Is not known to such as I.
         GOD opens this flower so easily,
         But in my hands they die.

         If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
         This flower of God's design,
         Then how can I have the wisdom
         To unfold this life of mine?

         So I'll trust in God for leading
         Each moment of my day.
         I will look to God for guidance
         In each step of the way.

         The path that lies before me,
         Only my Lord knows.
         I'll trust God to unfold the moments,
         Just as He unfolds the rose.