God Help The Outcasts

Wednesday, 13 September 2006

I don't know if You can hear me
Or if You're even there,
I don't know if You would listen
To a humble prayer,
They tell me I am just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you,
Still I see Your face and wonder
Were You once an outcast too?

God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth,
Show them the mercy
They don't find on earth;
The lost and forgotten
Who look to You still,
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will.

I ask for nothing
I can get by,
But I know so many
Less lucky than I;
God help the outcasts
The poor and downtrod,
I thought we all were
The children of God.

I don't know if there's a reason
why some are blessed, some not,
Why the few You seem to favor
they fear us, flee us,
try not to see us.

God help the outcasts
the tattered and torn,
seeking an answer
to why they were born;
Winds of misfortune
have blown them about,
You made the outcasts,
Don't cast them out.

The poor and unlucky
the weak and the odd,
I thought we all were
the children of God.

I thought we all were
The children of God.

(Soundtrack from Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame)

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