Blooming Flower
A child is a tender bud
In the hands of the Savior.
Nurtured and cherished by the Gardener
She blooms under His love and care.
She spreads forth the fragrance
of the knowledge of Christ,
As she blooms continually
With her strength in Him.
The thorns of the cares of the world
May try to pull her down
From faith’s narrow lane
But she holds on to His loving hands.
Her petals withers not
As her roots go deep
To the River of living water
Who refreshes her parched soul.
The sun of righteousness
Adds radiance to her life
And she faces her future
With strength and confidence.
