This Is My Father’s World

Lyrics

This is my Father’s world;
And to my list’ning 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.

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 though 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 heaven be one.