Lyrics Bring Him Home - John Owen Jones/Catrin Finch
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
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