Song lyrics to There’s a Friend for Little Children, written by English author Albert Midlane
There’s a Friend for little children
Above the bright blue sky;
A Friend who never changes,
Whose love can never
Unlike our friends by nature,
Who change from year to year,
This Friend is always worthy
And He is always near.
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.
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,
Or can with it compare;
For everyone is happy,
Nor could be happier there.
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 favor,
And loved His name below.
There’s a song for little children
Above the bright blue sky;
A song that will not weary,
Though sung eternally;
A song which even angels
Can never, never sing;
They know not Christ as Saviour,
But worship Him as King.
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.