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 easily,
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?
So, I’ll trust in God for leading
each moment of my day.
I will look to God for guidance,
in each step along the way.
The path that lies before me,
only my Lord and Saviour knows.
I’ll trust God to unfold the moments,
just as He unfolds the rose.