Friday, July 10, 2015

Babcock: This is my Father's world

Friday, July 10, 2015
Let the sea resound, and everything in it,
    the world, and all who live in it.
Let the rivers clap their hands,
    let the mountains sing together for joy;
let them sing before the LORD,
    for he comes to judge the earth.
He will judge the world in righteousness
    and the peoples with equity.
    —Psalm 98:7-9 (NIV)
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.
    ... Maltbie D. Babcock (1858-1901), [1901] (see the book)
    See also Ps. 65:9-13; 96:11-13; 98:7-9; 148:4-13; Isa. 14:7-8; 35:1-2; 42:10-11; 44:23; 55:12; Rev. 21:1
Quiet time reflection:
    Lord, may all things rejoice in You, for Your victory.

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