1 There’s a Friend for little children
above the bright blue sky,
a Friend who never changes,
whose love will never die;
our earthly friends may fail us,
and change with changing years;
this Friend is always worthy
of that dear name he bears.
2 There’s a rest for little children
above the bright blue sky,
who love the blessèd Saviour,
and to the Father cry:
a rest from every turmoil,
from sin and sorrow 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 everyone 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 those who 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 palms of victory.
All, all above is treasured,
and found in Christ alone:
Lord, grant thy little children
to know thee as their own.
Source: CPWI Hymnal #670