This is my Father's world by Fernando Ortega
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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.





He became sin
1. Arise, my soul, arise,
O soul, are you weary and troubled?
There are no words in times like these