There were countless things I wanted to be:
A doctor, engineer, singer for a fee,
Absolutely nothing that I couldn’t do,
Even feed alligators at the zoo!
I thought I’d be an astronaut and dance ’round the moon,
Or maybe a magician who could eas’ly bend a spoon.
A chef, policeman or pilot perhaps,
Or maybe a nurse who gives babies their naps?
As I became older all these open doors
Got fewer and fewer as I charted my course.
More and more, too, I came to learn
That it’s not about what I could do or earn,
But there is a Master, the One above all,
Whose pleasure truly is my greatest call,
And so here and now it’s plain to me,
As clear as crystal I finally see
That there’s really just one thing I ought to be:
A faithful and humble servant of Thee.