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, the birds their carols raise, The morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker's praise. This is my Fa

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 Fat