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 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 ev‘rywhere

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, the battle is not done

Jesus Who died shall be satisfied

And earth and heaven be one