Alan Menken
God Help the Outcasts
[Verse 1]
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
I pray for light in the darkness
That love will lead us through
Still I see your face and wonder
Were you once an outcast too?

[Chorus]
God, help the outcasts hungry from birth
Show them the mercy they don't find on Earth
The lost and forgotten, they look to you still
God, help the outcasts or nobody will

[Verse 2]
I ask for nothing, I can get by
But I know so many less lucky than I

[Chorus]
God help the outcasts, the poor and down-trod
I thought we all were the children of God

[Verse 3]
I don't know if there's a reason
Why some are blessed, some not
Why the few you seem to favor
They fear them, flee them
Try not to see them
[Chorus]
God, help the outcasts, the tattered, the 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