First Line: There's a Friend for little children,

There's a Friend for little children,
Above the bright blue sky ;
A Friend who never changeth,
Whose love can never die.
Unlike our friends by nature,
Who change with changing years,
This Friend is always worthy,
The precious name He bears.

2 There's a rest for little children,
Above the bright blue sky ;
Who love the blessed Saviour,
And Abba, Father, cry;
A rest from every turmoil,
From sin and danger free ;
Where every little pilgrim
Shall rest eternally.

3 There's a home for little children,
Above the bright blue sky ;
Where Jesus reigns in glory,
A home of peace and joy.
No home on earth is like it,
Nor can with it compare :
For every one is happy,
Nor could be happier, there.

4 There's a crown for little children,
Above the bright blue sky ;
And all who look for Jesus
Shall wear it by and by —
A crown of brightest glory,
Which He will then bestow
On all who've found His favour
And loved His name below.

5 There's a song for little children,
Above the bright blue sky —
A song that will not weary,
Though sung continually ;
A song which even angels
Can never, never sing;
They know not Christ as Saviour,
But worship Him as King.

6 There's a robe for little children,
Above the bright blue sky ;
And a harp of sweetest music,
And a palm of victory,
All, all above is treasured,
And found in Christ alone ;
Oh, come, dear little children,
That all may be your own.