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 gently
In my hands would fade and die
If I cannot unfold a rosebud
This flower of God’s design
How can I have wisdom
To unfold this life of mine
So I’ll trust in God for leading
Each moment of every day
And I’ll look to God for guidance
Each step along the way
For the pathway that lies before me
My heavenly Maker knows
I’ll trust God to unfold the moments
Just as He unfolds the rose.