Bring Him Home

By Alfie Boe

 

 

God on high

Hear my prayer

In my need

You have always been there

He is young

Hes afraid

Let him rest

Heaven blessed

 

Bring him home

Bring him home

Bring him home

 

Hes like the son I might have known

If God had granted me a son

The summers die one by one

How soon they fly on and on

And I am old and will be gone

 

Bring him peace

Bring him joy

He is young

He is only a boy

You can take

You can give

Let him be

Let him live

If I die let me die

Let him live

 

Bring him home

Bring him home

Bring him home