646 ~ This Is My Father's World
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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.
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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 everywhere.
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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; Why should my heart be sad? The Lord is King; let the heavens ring! God reigns; let the earth be glad.