This Is My Father's World

Throughout many eons, music has been the major force to encourage, motivate, emphasize, recollect, and challenge the human heart and whole nations in times of war and in times of peace, in times of tragedy and in times of victory.

Just a little over a century ago, Maltbie D. Babcock wrote the words of the song: "This Is My Father's World" in 1901. In 1915, Franklin L. Sheppard added the music. Here are the three stanzas of this compelling song without further comment.

This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears,
All nature sins, 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, Oh, let me ne'er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the Ruler yet.
This my my Father's world, The battle is not done;
Jesus who died shall be satisfied, And earth and heav'n be one. Amen.

As you ponder over these words, I hope and pray they will touch your heart and your life in many ways daily.

[P. S.: I am not inviting a response on this blog. But if you have a significant response, send me an e-mail to willisj@bible.acu.edu Blessings]

John Willis