This is my Father's world,And to my listening earsAll nature sings, and round me ringsThe music of the spheres.This is my Father's world:I rest me in the thoughtOf rocks and trees, of skies and seas--His hand the wonders wrought. This is my Father's world:The birds their carols raise,The morning light, the lily white,Declare their Maker's […]

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