— Johan Oosterman (@JohanOosterman) June 7, 2015
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 everywhere.
“This is My Father’s World”
Words: Maltbie D. Babcock, 1901
Music: Terra Beata, traditional English melody, arranged by Franklin L. Sheppard