I don't usually post on Sunday but . . .
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. . . I'm going to make an exception today.
You know how sometimes you sit in church and sing the songs and you don't pay much attention to the words? And sometimes you're singing along and it's like, "Blah, blah, blah, blah, Jesus, blah, blah." Terrible, I know.
Well, today wasn't one of those days for me. To be truthful, it started out like that. We started singing one of those hymns that we sing every now and then. One of those hymns that I've sung probably a hundred times and have never paid attention to the words.
But as we sang more and more of the song, I started to sit up and take notice. The words to this hymn sprung to life to me this morning, so much so that I started to get teary-eyed (which isn't saying much because pretty much everything gets me going these days--I don't know why). And what makes it especially cool is that this hymn was written in 1901!
I just wanted to share it with you.
This Is My Father's World
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 raise,
The morning light, the lily white,
Declare their Maker's praise.
This is my Father's world: He shines in all that's fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere.
This is my Father's world, O let me ne'er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the Ruler yet.
This is my Father's world: Why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King: let the heavens ring!
God reigns: let earth be glad!
You know how sometimes you sit in church and sing the songs and you don't pay much attention to the words? And sometimes you're singing along and it's like, "Blah, blah, blah, blah, Jesus, blah, blah." Terrible, I know.
Well, today wasn't one of those days for me. To be truthful, it started out like that. We started singing one of those hymns that we sing every now and then. One of those hymns that I've sung probably a hundred times and have never paid attention to the words.
But as we sang more and more of the song, I started to sit up and take notice. The words to this hymn sprung to life to me this morning, so much so that I started to get teary-eyed (which isn't saying much because pretty much everything gets me going these days--I don't know why). And what makes it especially cool is that this hymn was written in 1901!
I just wanted to share it with you.
This Is My Father's World
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 raise,
The morning light, the lily white,
Declare their Maker's praise.
This is my Father's world: He shines in all that's fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere.
This is my Father's world, O let me ne'er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the Ruler yet.
This is my Father's world: Why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King: let the heavens ring!
God reigns: let earth be glad!
