Bring Him Home (Les Miserables) Songtext
von David Campbell

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!