This Is My Father's World

Maltbie D. Babcock
Franklin L. Sheppard 

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This is my Father's world, and to my list'ning ears

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All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.

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This is my Father's world!  I rest me in the thought

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Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas, His hand the wonders wrought



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 ev'rywhere



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!  The battle is not done;

Jesus who died shall be satisfied, and earth and heav'n be one