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: the battle is not done:
Jesus Who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and Heav’n be one.

This is my Father’s world, dreaming, I see His face.
I ope 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.

words by Malt­bie D. Bab­cock

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The purpose of this site is to encourage thoughtful discussion from teachers and students alike concerning the origin of the universe, our planet and all living things, and how these topics should be approached and/or taught in public school settings. I encourage all who have thoughtful opinions and can show through reason based argument why they hold those opinions to contribute. Since all discussion on this subject matter inevitably involves an underpinning world view, you may choose to identify your world view. However, I would ask that we limit our discussion about origins to academic inquiry.