Testo di This Is My Father's World

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. 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: I rest in the thought Of rocks and trees of skies and seas his hand the wonders wrought 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