| Song | There’s A Friend For Little |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns 3 |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer | |
| Publisher / Copyrights | |
| Translator | |
| Tags | There’s A Friend For Little |
| Theme(s) | |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| CCLI Song No |
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.
There’s A Rest For Little Children
Above The Bright Blue Sky,
For Those Who Love The Saviour,
And Abba Father Cry.
A Rest From Every Trouble,
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 Every One Is Happy
Nor Could Be Happier There.
There’s A Crown For Little Children
Above The Bright Blue Sky,
And All Who Look To 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 Him Here Below.
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.
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;
O Come, Dear Little Children,
That All May Be Your Own.
