Bring Him Home – simplified

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.