D                   Bm         Em              A
This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears

    D      F#                  Bm              A7     D
All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.

           G        D        Bm             A
This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought

   D         F#                  Bm
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;

             A       D
His hand the wonders wrought.



D                   Bm         Em                 A
This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise,

    D       F#              Bm                   A7      D
The morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise.

           G        D         Bm                   A
This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair;

       D        F#               Bm
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;

             A         D
He speaks to me every- where.



D                   Bm              Em         A
This is my Father’s world. O let me never for- get

     D          F#                 Bm                 A7    D
That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.

           G        D          Bm            A
This is my Father’s world: the battle is not done:

    D       F#                   Bm
Je- sus Who died shall be satis- fied,

              A         D
And earth and Heaven be one.



D                   Bm           Em              A
This is my Father’s world, drea- ming, I see His face.

  D    F#                     Bm                  A7      D      
I open eyes, and in glad sur- prise, “The Lord is in this place.”

           G        D               Bm                A
This is my Father’s world, from the shining courts a- bove,

        D     F#            Bm
The Be- loved One, His Only Son,

                 A         D
Came a pledge of deathless love.



D                   Bm                   Em       A
This is my Father’s world, why should my heart be sad?

    D                             Bm                       A7       D
The Lord is King, let the heavens ring. God reigns let the earth be glad.

           G        D          Bm               A
This is my Father’s world. Now closer to Heaven bound,

    D       F#                      Bm
For dear to God is the earth Christ trod.

                A    D
No place but is holy ground.



D                   Bm              Em        A
This is my Father’s world. I walk a desert a- lone.

     D       F#                    Bm                 A7    D
In a bush a- blaze to my wondering gaze God makes His glory known.

           G        D        Bm             A
This is my Father’s world, a wanderer I may roam
       
      D       F#              Bm
What- ever my lot, it matters not,

            D        A
My heart is still at home.