This is my father's

world

listening
And to my
ears,

All nature
sings
, round me
And
rings,

The music
of

the spheres.

This

is my Fathers

world

I rest

Me in
the

thought

rocks and
trees,
Of

skies and
seas
Of

His hand
the
wonders

This
my

is

Fathers
world

The birds
their

carols raise,

The morning
light,

The lily
white

Declare
their

Makers

praise

This
my

is

Fathers
world

He
shines

in all thats

In the rustling grass

I hear Him
pass,

He

speaks
to

me

everywhere

This is
Fathers
my

world

O let me never forget

That though

the

wrong

seems
stron
Oft so
g,

God

is the
ruler yet.

This is
Fathers
my

world

The battle

is

not done;

Jesus who

died

shall be satisfied

And earth
and

heaven be one

This is
Fathers
my

world