I DON'T KNOW IF
YOU CAN HEAR ME
OR IF YOU'RE
EVEN THERE
I DON'T KNOW IF
YOU WILL 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
THEY LOOK TO
YOU STILL
GOD HELP
THE OUTCASTS
OR NOBODY WILL
I ASK FOR
NOTHING
I CAN GET BY
FOR 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