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Web the morning light, the lily white, declare their maker's praise. This is my father's world: Why should my heart be sad; He shines in all that's fair; In the rustling grass i hear him pass.
In the rustling grass i hear him pass, he speaks to me everywhere. This is my father's world, and to my listening ears. Babcock wrote the hymn 'this is my father's world' which was. 50:12 he must reign, till he hath put all enemies under his feet. Web this is my father’s world:
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This Is My Father’s World:
Web the morning light, the lily white, declare their maker's praise. Web my father’s name (unreleased) i hope that he’s listening (unreleased) your best bet (unreleased) Of in the the text: In the rustling grass i hear him pass, he speaks to me everywhere.
He Shines In All That’s Fair;
In the rustling grass, i hear him pass, he speaks to me. In the rustling grass i hear him pass; [verse 5] this is my father's world. Web of rocks and trees, of skies and seas—.
This Is My Father's World:
This is my father's world: Should e’er my heart be. He shines in all that's fair; In the rustling grass i hear him pass, he speaks to me.
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