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This is only a tiny rose,
It’s a flower of God's design;
I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine
The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to someone as I
God opens all the flowers,
When in my hands they die
That’s why I cannot unfold this rose,
This is a flower of God's design,
Then how can I have the wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?
So I'll trust in Him for leading
Each moment of my day
I will look to him for His guidance
Each step of the way
The pathway that lies before me,
Only my Heavenly Father knows
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds this beautiful rose.
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