November 1988


somewhere out there Lord

is the goal to which I walk

some job to spread your glory

some deed to praise your name

of which I am unaware

I want to work for you

my God who gives me life

I want to serve you as I can

in what youve called me to


need I wait

must my years pass by as waste

dear Lord

I feel I spin my wheels here

waiting for your call

wasting my years as days

for what I could do now

yet I feel correct

even blessed by you

to work toward that time

your will is fully known


fill these years of mine

short though they be

with joy and purpose

and labour for you


The Goal to Which I Walk
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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