Sunday Praise - Reprise

The Earth is yours, O Lord, and everything that is in it.

You are the one who pushed back the oceans and allowed dry land to appear.

You have made it possible for us to climb even the mountain of the Lord and enter where you live through the shed blood of Jesus.

Your name is to be praised above all others.

This Is My Father's World
Words and Music by Maltbie D. Babcock
http://www.hymnsite.com/lyrics/umh144.sht

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 thought the wrong seems oft' so strong, God is the ruler yet.
This is my Father's world, The battle is not done
Jesus who died shall be satisfied, And the earth and heaven be one.
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