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Ever faithful, ever sure. 4/8
Verse 3
Verse 5 This is my Father's world,
And has bid the fruitful field O let me ne'er forget
Crops of precious increase yield That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God
For his mercies still endure, is the Ruler yet.
Ever faithful, ever sure. 5/8
This is my Father's world;
Verse 6 Why should my heart be sad
Praise him for our harvest store, The Lord is King; Let heavens ring!
He has filled the garner floor God reigns; let the earth be glad 3/3
For his mercies still endure, HOME
Ever faithful, ever sure. 6/8
519 Yes, God is good, in earth
Verse 7 and sky
And for richer food than this, Verse 1
Pledge of everlasting bliss
For his mercies still endure, Yes, God is good, in earth and sky,
Ever faithful, ever sure. 7/8 Verse 8 From ocean depths and spreading wood, Ten
Glory to our bounteous King! thousand voices seem to cry:
Glory let creation sing, "God made us all, and God is good". 1/6
Glory to the Father, Son,
And blest Spirit, Three in One. 8/8 Verse 2
HOME The sun that keeps his trackless way
And downward pours his golden flood,
518 This Is My Father's World Night's sparkling hosts, all seem to say
In accents clear, that God is good. 2/6
Verse 1
This is my Father's world, Verse 3
And to my listening ears; The merry birds prolong the strain,
All nature sings and round me rings The music Their song with every spring renewed;
of the spheres. And balmy air, and falling rain,
Each softly whispers: "God is good". 3/6
This is my Father's world;
I rest me in the thought Verse 4
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas; I hear it in the rushing breeze;
His hand the wonders wrought. 1/3 The hills that have for ages stood,
The echoing sky and roaring seas,
Verse 2 This is my Father's world; All swell the chorus: "God is good". 4/6
The birds their carols raise.
The morning light, the lily white, Verse 5
Declare their Maker's praise; Yes, God is good, All nature says,
By God's own hand with speech endued;
This is my Father's world; And we, in louder notes of praise,
He shines in all that's fair; Should sing for joy, that God is good. 5/6
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere. 2/3 Verse 6
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