'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 heaven be one' (M D Babcock)
'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 times,of skies and seas,His hand the wonders wrought' ((M D Babcock)
'This is my Father's world,the birds their carols raise. The morning light,the lily bright,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' (M D Babcock)
Another hymn about God's providence also speaks to us:- 'God moves in a mysterious way,His wonders to perform. He plants His footsteps in the sea and rides upon the storm' (W Cowper)