There's a Friend for little children
Above the bright blue sky;
A Friend who never changes,
Whose love can never die.
Unlike our friends by nature,
Who change from year to year,
This Friend is always worthy
And He is always near.
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 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!