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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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