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. This is my Father’s world, The birds their carols
And can it be that I should gain An interest in the Saviour’s blood? Died He for me who caused His pain, For me who Him to death pursued? Amazing love! How can it be That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me? He left His Father’s throne above, So free, so infinite His grace,
I have a song that Jesus gave me, It was sent from Heaven above; There never was a sweeter melody, ‘Tis a melody of love. In my heart there rings a melody, There rings a melody of Heavenly harmony; In my heart there rings a melody, There rings a melody of love! I love the
O soul, are you weary and troubled? No light in the darkness you see? There’s light for a look at the Saviour, And life more abundant and free! Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth will grow strangely dim In the light of His glory and
