It's a Surprise

Why won't God tell me His plan for me?

It's a surprise
What You have in store.
Though I want to know,
You keep it hidden from me.
With a smile on Your face,
You say to me,
"It's a surprise.
Like on Christmas morn,
You must wait
For the sun to rise
Before your gifts
Are yours to behold.
My gifts to you
Are just the same.
You have no idea
What I have in store.
Telling you now,
You would not believe.
So -- it's a surprise!"