I rejoice not

 for those satisfied 

 with the life they've got 

 rather my heart abounds

 with sympathies profound

 for those who struggle mightily 

 with this life they've no choice but to lead.

 All who are dissatisfied 

 contemplating suicide 

 all through their lives

 denied

 the peace and happiness 

 with which others seem blessed  -

These are my companions,

 the sorrowful who don't "fit in" -

 the lonely,  rejected, 

 ignored, disrespected, 

 the ugly (in the world's eyes),

the ill thought of  - i will not despise...

These are they whom my soul loves,

  or have no-one tto love them,

 Oh God, please may I be their friend  -

All who have no  one who cares  -

 I've more than enough love to spare;

  For in your heart, Lord, is an endless supply 

 of love for those the world cruelly denies...

May I never be

  selfish nor greedy

  with the love You've given me...

May I daily

  pour it out to

   every poor empty heart who

  longs for the love

    they were born to know  -

The love of The Father, The Son,

  and The Holy Ghost...