Coward -

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