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The
Rose
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,
Then, in my hands, they die.
If I cannot unfold a rosebud, The 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 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.
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Namaste
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