It is just a tiny rose bud

A flower by Gods design

But I cannot unfold the petals

With these clumbsy hands

of mine

The secret of unfolding

Is not known to such as I

God opens the flowers so sweetly

When in my hands they

fade and die.

If I cannot unfold a rosebud

The flower of Gods design

Then How can I think I have wisdom

to unfold this life of mine?

So I'll trust in Him for His leading

Each moment of every day

I will look to Him for His guidance

Each step of the Pilgims way.

The pathway that lies before me

Only My Heavenly Father knows

I'll trust Him to unfold the moments

Just as He unfolds the Rose

Edited by Marlene on January 23, 2002

Unfolding The Rose