Letra This Is My Fathers World

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.

O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – oh

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 Fa – ther's world: He shines in all that's fair;
In the rustling grass I hear him pass; He speaks to me everywhere.

O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – oh

This is my Fa – ther's world! The battle is not done;
Jesus who died, shall be satisfied, And earth and heav'n be one.

O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – oh

This is my Father's world: why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King; let the heavens ring! God reigns; let the earth be glad!

O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – oh

O – o – o – o – oh
(the Earth is filled with your glory)
O – o – o – o – oh
O – o – o – o – oh
(the Earth is filled with your glory)
O – o – o – oh

O – o – o – o – oh
(the Earth is filled with your glory)
O – o – o – o – oh
(the Earth is filled with your glory)
O – o – o – o – oh
(the Earth is filled with your glory)
O – o – o – oh