The Flower of God’s Design

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 sweetly,
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?

I'll trust in Him for leading
Each moment of my day.
I will look to Him for guidance
Each step of the pilgrim way.

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