The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I -- 
The flower God opens so sweetly 
In my hands would fade and die. 

If I cannot unfold a rosebud 
This flower of God's design, 
Then how can I think I have wisdom 
To unfold this life of mine? 

So I'll trust in Him for His leading 
Each moment of every day, 
And I'll look to Him for His guidance 
Each step of the pilgrim way. 

For the pathway that lies before me 
My Heavenly Father knows - 
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments 
Just as He unfolds the rose.