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 Oh, let me never forget That though the wrong seems oft so strong God is the ruler yet This is my father's world Why should my heart be sad? He is just and kind, He is love divine His grace all the hope that I have This is my Father's world I walk the desert alone In a bush ablaze to my wandering gaze God makes His glory known This is my father's world A wanderer I may roam What err my lot, it matters not My heart is still His home His heart is still my home