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LyricsAdapted from a hymn by Maltbie D Babcock (1901)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 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 rustling grass I hear him pass Speaks to me everywhere This is my Father’s world, should my heart be ever sad? The Lord is king - let heavens ring, and let the earth be glad This is my Father’s world, now closer to heaven bound For dear to God is the earth that Christ trod No place but holy ground 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 rustling grass I hear him pass Speaks to me everywhere 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 rustling grass I hear him pass Speaks to me everywhere "Father's world" © 2009 Jonny Robinson
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