A Rosebud
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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 when in my hands they fade and die
If I cannot unfold a rosebud This flower of Gods design
Then how can I think I have wisdom To unfold this life
of mine
So I'll trust Him for his leading Each
moment of every day I'll look to him for his guidance
Each step of this pilgrim's way
The pathway that lies before me Only
my heavenly Father knows I'll trust Him to unfold the
moments Just as He unfolds the rose as He unfolds the
rose
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