TO LET GO AND LET GOD
As children bring their broken toys
With tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God
Because He is my one true friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
In peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
With ways that were my own.
At last I snatched them back and cried,
"How could you be slow" --
"My child", He said, "What could I do?
You never did let go."