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This Is My Father's World


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 and skies and seas- his hand the wonders wrought.


This is our Father's world O let us not forget
that though the wrong is great and strong, God is the ruler yet.
He trusts us with his world, to keep it clean and fair-
all earth and trees, all skies and seas, all creatures everywhere.


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.
This is my Father's world: why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King, let heaven ring! God reigns; let earth be glad!



WORDS: Maltbie D. Babcock, 1901, alt.; st. 2 rev., Mary Babcock Crawford. 1972
MUSIC: Traditional English melody; adapt. Franklin L. Sheppard. 1915