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. 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.
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SImply beautiful.
He’s made a wonderful world!
Lovely mamma : )
Thanks, love!
so beautiful and such a blessing to be reminded of those things this morning! Thanks Susie!!
He is good! Are you still walking, Leah? I always look forward to your posts.
Wonderful reminder. Thank you.
It’s always been easiest for me to worship Him as Creator!!!!! Glad you visited.
Amen!
What a Creator we have!!!!!
What amazing pictures! The hay bales and the cobweb were my favorites!
Thanks! You know, I think they are my two favorites as well.
Just beautiful, Susan. Thank you.
Deb, my encourager! You are welcome!
Such a beautiful post! We have a awesome Lord and Savior!
Amen, dear sister!