1 This is my Father's world,
and to my listening 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 hands the wonders wrought.

2 This is our Father's world,
oh, let us not forget
that though the wrong is great and strong,
God is our Father yet.
He trusts us with his world,
to keep it clean and fair,
all earth and trees, all skies and seas,
all creatures everywhere.