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 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