Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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
isn't known to such as I;
God opens the flower so easily,
but in my hands they die.
If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
the 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 Him for guidance
in each step along the way;
the path that lies before me,
only my Lord knows,
I'll trust God to unfold my life
as He unfolds the rose.
Many are the plans in a man's heart, but
it is the Lord's purpose that prevails.