This Is My Father's World

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 3

This is my Father’s world.
O let me ne’er forget
that though 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 the earth be glad!