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This Is My Father's World
This is my Fathers world
And to my listíning ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Fatherís world:
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seasó
His hand the wonders wrought.
This is my Fatherís world:
The birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white,
Declare their Makerís praise.
This is my Fatherís world:
He shines in all thatís fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere.
This is my Fatherís world:
Oh, let me neíer forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the ruler yet.
This is my Fatherís world,
The battle is not done:
Jesus who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and Heavín be one.