It's 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, it simply dies.

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'll 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 it,
        Just as He unfolds the rose.
 
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