The Perfect Plan
(c) Dayna Spear Guenther, March 2011
Mine, yet not really mine—
I hold on, Lord, with open hands;
You alone are in control—
Help me trust in Your perfect plan.
Tiny hands and sweetest voice—
How can I simply let go?
Beautiful smile and tinkling laugh—
God, You see, and so well You know.
In my Bible I read, “For this child I prayed,”
Yet I do not know for how long;
You, Lord, alone hold my heart in Your hands,
I will trust, and through You, be strong.
I pour my very self into this child,
She may go, next month or next year;
I’m “the called”—I’m the one to stand in the gap,
I will rest in Your arms, not fear.
Mine, yet not really mine—
I hold on, Lord, with open hands;
You alone are in control—
Help me trust in Your perfect plan.