This If My Father's World
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Th-is is my Fath-er's world,
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An-d to my list'-ning ears
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All nat-ure sings,
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an-d round me rings
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The mu-s-ic of th-e spheres.
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This is my Fath-er's world;
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I rest me in the thought
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Of rocks and trees o-f skies and seas
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His ha-nd the won-de-rs wrought.
verse 2
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.
verse 3
This is my Father's world,
O let me ne'er forget
That thought the wrong seems often so strong,
God is the ruler yet.
This is my Father's world;
The battle is not done;
Jesus who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and heaven be one.
