| 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 |