This is a song that I’ve sung with our Box Elder Symphonic Choir. We’ve sung it in lots of patriotic concerts. I wanted to share it with you for Memorial Day. I like it best sung my Colm Wilkinson.
What a song. What a singer. From reverence and trust and faith, to passion, boldness, meekness, nostalgia and regret, pity, courage, the most utter desperation; to selfless love and through it all, the most exquisite and gentlest tenderness. Amazing. Colm Wilkinson has passion and incredible emotion in the way he does this song. He's begging God to help and offering himself up in exchange.
Bring Him Home Lyrics, from Les Miserables
(Valjean is standing over Marius at the barricade)
VALJEAN
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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