This Is My Father’s World TRENTHAM—Robert Jackson This Is My Father’s World 1 This is my Father’s world, And to my list’ning 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. 2 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;