As He Unfolds 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,  

The flower God opens so sweetly,  

In my hands would fade and die.  

I cannot unfold a rosebud,  

This flower of God's design,  

Then how can I have wisdom  

To unfold this life of mine?  

So I'll trust Him for His leading  

Each moment of every day  

And I'll look to Him for His guidance  

Each step of the pilgrim way.  

For the pathway that lies before me  

My heavenly Father knows  

I'll trust Him to unfold the moments  

Just as He unfolds the rose.  

  

                              ~ unknown