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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37834" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>This is my Father’s World</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears<br> All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.<br> This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought<br> Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;<br> His hand the wonders wrought.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise,<br> The morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise.<br> This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair;<br> In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;<br> He speaks to me everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> This is my Father’s world. O let me ne’er forget<br> That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.<br> This is my Father’s world: the battle is not done:<br> Jesus Who died shall be satisfied,<br> And earth and Heav’n be one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> This is my Father’s world, dreaming, I see His face.<br> I ope my eyes, and in glad surprise cry, “The Lord is in this place.”<br> This is my Father’s world, from the shining courts above,<br> The Beloved One, His Only Son,<br> Came—a pledge of deathless love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> This is my Father’s world, should my heart be ever sad?<br> The lord is King—let the heavens ring. God reigns—let the earth be glad.<br> This is my Father’s world. Now closer to Heaven bound,<br> For dear to God is the earth Christ trod.<br> No place but is holy ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> This is my Father’s world. I walk a desert lone.<br> In a bush ablaze to my wondering gaze God makes His glory known.<br> This is my Father’s world, a wanderer I may roam<br> Whate’er my lot, it matters not,<br> My heart is still at home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Maltbie+Davenport+Babcock">Maltbie Davenport Babcock</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37834" data-title="This is my Father’s World de Maltbie Davenport Babcock" data-description="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 hand the wonders wrought./ Th..."></div> </div> </div>
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