THANKS-LIVING DAY 17

I have hummed the following song for several days now; without even thinking of what I'm singing or humming; I find myself finding this song over and over. Thought I'd share. I can't help but share all three verses with you. I honestly had never really read the verses that closely, but Saturday afternoon, the third verse just blessed my soul and hope just swelled up within me. What a mighty and awesome Holy God I serve.

This Is My Father's World

(Malthie D. Babcock)

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.

In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,

He speaks to me everywhere.

3. This is my Father's world,

O let me ne'er forget

That though the wrong seems oft so strong,

God is the Ruler yet.

This is my Father's world;

The battle is not done;

Jesus, who died, shall be satisfied,

And earth and heav'n be one.