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This Is My Father’s World
[Verse 1]
This is my Mother's world
The birds their carols raise
The morning light, the flowers bright
Declare their Maker's praise

[Verse 2]
This is my Mother's world
She shines in all that's fair
In rustling grass I hear her pass
She speaks to me everywhere

[Verse 3]
This is my Father's world
And to my listening ears
All nature sings and round me rings
The music of the spheres

[Verse 4]
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