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 your pride May you ever you be satisfied Let not your excess hide from those in need