And to my list’ning 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.~Maltbie D. Babcock
And to my list’ning 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.~Maltbie D. Babcock
