Will my names grown dim?
Will my ship come in?
What kind of rich man would be I?
For today I am a coward
I have fear for what's to come
I've not got the guts to even try
Someday you will be strong
May it carry you on
When the burdens of life upon you fall
And may your ship have ironsides
And may your riches multiply
May you have the strength of mind
To turn from greed
Hold fast to love
Let go of pride
May you ever you be satisfied
Let not your excess hide from those in need