It is only a tiny rosebud, A flower of Allah'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. ALLAH opens this flower so sweetly, Then in my hands they die. If I cannot unfold a rosebud, This flower of Allah's design, Then how can I have the wisdom To unfold this life of mine? So I'll trust in Allah for leading Each moment of my day. I will look to Allah for His guidance Each step of the way. The pathway that lies before me, Only Allah knows. I'll trust Him to unfold the moments, Just as He unfolds the rose. | ||||||||||||||||||||
QUITTERIt ain't the failures he may meet That keeps a man from winnin', It's the discouragement complete That blocks a new beginnin'; You want to quit your habits bad, And, when the shadows flittin' Make life seem worthless an' sad, You want to... more
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