This is My Father's World

Music: "Terra Beata" by Franklin L. Sheppard, 1915 [Key: Bb] Verse 1 This is my Father's world, and to my list'ning 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. 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, from the shining courts above, The Beloved One, His Only Son, Was giv'n to show God's love. This is my Father's world: why should my heart be sad? The Lord is King; let the heavens ring! God reigns; let earth be glad! Verse 4 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 heav'n be one.