1. This is my Father’s world,And to my list’ning ears,All nature sings, and round me ringsThe music of the spheres.This is my Father’s world;I rest me in the thoughtOf rocks and trees, of skies and seas—The wonders God has wrought.
2. This is my Father’s world.The birds their carols raise;The morning light, the starry nightDeclare their Maker’s praise.This is my Father’s world;He shines in all that’s fair.In rustling grass I hear Him pass;He speaks to me ev’rywhere.
3. This is my Father’s world.Oh, let me ne’er forgetThat 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 heaven ring!God reigns; let earth be glad!