[Verse 1: Alyssa Wade]
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

[Chorus: Alyssa Wade]
This is my Father's world
Oh, let me never forget
That though the wrong seems often so strong
God is the ruler yet
This is my Father's world
The battle is not done
The battle is not done
Jesus who died will be satisfied
And heaven and earth will be one
Jesus who died will be satisfied
And heaven and earth will be one

[Verse 2: Omri]
The earth is the Lord's and everything that's filling it
We worship the more we see that He's revealed in it
Yeah, with great prudence and skills He made newness
From hills and lakes, to what's concealed in space, moving
And who determined the cloud's weight
The One named Son will return on the clouds, wait
His honor is attached to this prominent act of creation
And so creation's reminding me that

[Bridge: Alyssa Wade & Omri]
This is my Father's world
(This is my Father's world)
This is my Father's world
(This is my Father's world)
This is my Father's world
(This is my Father's world)
Yeah, yeah
This is my Father's world
(This is my Father's world)
It's His!
This is my Father's world
(This is my Father's world)
It is, it is, it is, it is
This is my Father's world
(This is my Father's world)
This is my Father's world
(This is my Father's world)
Yeah, it's His, it's His, it's His, it's His
This is my Father's world
Yeah, yeah, yo
(This is my Father's world)
[Verse 3: Omri]
Consider the worthless birds, He's feeding them tirelessly
Guiding their beaks, each week supplying a feast
Though these widen their wings to soar higher than we
He whose higher than each values us higher than these, from
Lions and lemur to mice and the bees
He who's sovereign and sees, He provides for the beasts
Make your mind in this steep 'til your heart can appreciate
The way He sustains what He made to abate anxiety's reach
He even cares for the grass, He's so intentional
Providing flowers for fields where no one will live or go
Clothed like winter clothes for show, like pretty bows
It's critical we know He does it for ephemeral, temporal things
All so that we can grow
Yo, please perfectly posture us as a people prepared, Lord
We're heirs, Yours, longing to see You be airborne
Make us aware more it's Your world so we know that we're cared for