08 This Is My Father\u27s World

This is my Father\u27s world,And to my listening earsAll nature sings, and round me ringsThe music of the spheres.This is my Father\u27s world:I rest me in the thoughtOf rocks and trees, of skies and seas;His hand the wonders wrought.This is my Father\u27s world,The birds their carols raise,The morning light, the lily white,Declare their maker\u27s praise.This is my Father\u27s world,He shines in all that\u27s fair;In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;He speaks to me everywhere.This is my Father\u27s world.O let me ne\u27er forgetThat though the wrong seems oft so strong,God is the ruler yet.This is my Father\u27s world:why should my heart be sad?The Lord is King; let the heavens ring!God reigns; let the earth be glad