ศรัณย่า - This is my Father 's World
This is my Fatherෲs world
And to my listෲning ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres
This is my Fatherෲs world
The birds their carols raise
The morning light, the lily white
Declare their Makerෲs praise.
This is my Fatherෲs world
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas
His hand the wonders wrought
This is my Fatherෲs world
O let me neෲer forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong
God is the Ruler yet
This is my Fatherෲs world
He shines in all thatෲs fair
In the rustling grass
I hear Him pass
He speaks to me evෲrywhere
This is my Fatherෲs world
He shines in all thatෲs fair
In the rustling grass
I hear Him pass
He speaks to me evෲrywhere
In the rustling grass
I hear Him pass
He speaks to me evෲrywhere