THIS IS MY FATHER'S WORLD
1. This is my
Father's world,
And to my listening
ears
All nature sings,
and round me rings
The music of the
spheres.
This is my Father's
world:
I rest me in the
thought
Of rocks and trees,
of skies and seas -
His hand the
wonders wrought.
2. This is my
Father's world,
The birds their
carols raise,
The morning light,
the lily white,
Declare their
Maker's praise.
This is my Father's
world:
He shines in all
that's fair;
In the rustling
grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me
everywhere.
3. This is my
Father's world,
O let me ne'er
forget
That tho' the wrong
seems oft so strong,
God is the Ruler
yet.
This is my Father's
world:
Why should my heart
be sad?
The Lord is
King: let the heavens ring!
God reigns: let earth be glad!
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