Hymns & Poems

Words that have carried the faithful through the ages.

My Father’s World

by Maltbie Davenport Babcock (August 3, 1858 – May 18, 1901)

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: From His eternal throne He watches all, and guides the call, And I am not alone.
This is my Father’s world: His love has filled my breast; I am His child, by Him reconciled, My soul has found its rest.
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.
This is my Father’s world: The battle is not done; Jesus who died shall be satisfied, And earth and heaven be one.
This is my Father’s world: The victory shall be won; The power and glory belong to Him, Through Christ, His only Son.
This is my Father’s world: Dreaming, I see His face; I open my eyes, and in glad surprise Cry, “The Lord is in this place.”
This is my Father’s world: From the shining courts above, The Beloved One, His only Son, Came—a pledge of deathless love.
This is my Father’s world: Should my heart be ever sad? The Lord is King—let the heavens ring; God reigns—let earth be glad.
This is my Father’s world: Now nearer heaven bound, For dear to God is the earth Christ trod— No place but is holy ground.
This is my Father’s world: I walk a desert lone; In a bush ablaze, to my wondering gaze, God makes His glory known.
This is my Father’s world: A wanderer I may roam; Whate’er my lot, it matters not, My heart is still at home.

In the Order of Adam, one comes to understand The Primar and then it becomes clear that God the Father is the creator of this world, the King of kings and the one in whom we should worship as our Father. The Messiah is his Son who is our Savior and Redeemer and who will become a King of kings as John explained in the book of Revelations. This poem clearly worships the Father and give glory to the Son because he saved us.