This Is My Father’s World

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And Fto my list’Cning Dears
All Cnature asings and CroundG7 me Crings
The music eof the sCpheres
CThis is my FFatheer’s Cworld
I Frest me ein the tChought
Of rocks and tarees of skies and Cseas
His hand the ewonders wCrought

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