A Friend
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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 blessed 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 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 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.
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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 these little children
To know Thee as their own.
