My Father’s World

The rarely seen full 16 stanzas of the hymn that has been a theme for The Behemoth. /

This is my Father’s world.
On the day of its wonderous birth
The stars of light in phalanx bright
Sang out in Heavenly mirth.

This is my Father’s world.
E’en yet to my listening ears
All nature sings, and around 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 that their ...

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