Bring Him Home (Live)

God on high
Hear my prayer
In my need
You have always been there

He is young
He's afraid
Let him rest
Heaven blessed

Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home

He's like the son I might have now
If God had granted me a son
The sons must 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