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.