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 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 again,
And cried, "how can you be so slow?"
"My child" He said, "What could I do?
You never did let go!"