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 hands the wonders rod This is my Father's world The birds there carols raise The morning light the lily white Declare their maker's praise This is my Father's world He shines in all thats fare In rustling grass I hear him pass He speaks to me everywhere This is my Father's world And to my listening ears All nature sings and round me rings The music of the sphere
