God on high, hear my prayernIn my need, you have always been therenHe is young, he's afraidnLet him rest, Heaven blessednnBring him homenBring him homenBring him homennHe's like the son I might have knownnIf God had granted me a sonnThe summers die, one by onenHow soon they fly on and onnAnd I am old and will be gonennBring him peace, bring him joynHe is young, he is only a boynYou can take, you can givenLet him be, let him livenIf I die, let me dienLet him livennBring him homenBring him homenBring him home