Nature has been an inspiration to songwriters from the beginning of time. Perhaps as God put His stamp of approval on each day of creation, He knew mankind would sing the praises of His creation.

In Scripture we find that King David declared the beauty of creation in Psalm 19. This Psalm was probably set to music for worship.

Outside of Scripture we find artists creating beautiful pieces about God’s creation. From “All Creatures of Our God and King” to “How Great Thou Art” to “Indescribable,” God’s masterpiece of our world and universe are worthy of our exaltation and praise.

Today’s song is no different. The author spent time in God’s creation and felt closest to God while in nature. Each day as Maltbie D. Babcock left his home for a hike, he quipped, “I’m going out to see my Father’s world.” From there, these beautiful words were written.

I wonder if you and I look at our world the same way. I live in one of the most beautiful areas of our country and there are times I take the Rocky Mountains for granted. I sometimes don’t even look at them when I leave my home…and I head toward them when travelling to work!

Oh how we sometimes are too busy to appreciate all that God has given to us. Today I pray that His gift of a beautiful world would not go unnoticed. I pray that today I will take the time to stop and admire His creation. I pray the same for you.

Here are the lyrics and there’s a link below to listen to this hymn. Enjoy this song, but more importantly enjoy God’s creation.

“This is 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.

This is my Father’s world, should my heart be ever sad?
The lord is King—let the heavens ring. God reigns—let the earth be glad.
This is my Father’s world. Now closer to 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.[i]

Click here to for a glimpse into the beauty of God’s world.

Grace and peace be yours in abundance,

Donna

[i] “This is My Father’s World,” Words by Maltbie D. Babcock, Music is “Terra Beata” (traditional English melody), arranged by Franklin L. Sheppard, 1901.