This Is My Father's World

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,

And to my listening ears,

All nature sings, and round me rings

The music of the spheres.

This is my Father's world,

I comfort in the thought

Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;

His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father's world,

O may my will not sway;

The oceans' tide, the rivers wide

His will they do obey.

This is my Father's world,

His will shall be my prayer.

The Lord is King, let all nature sing;

His glory we declare!