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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: Oh, 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.
IU MIEN
Baamh gen ziouv ceix bun mienh, gomv biauv yiem dangh baav hnangv. Zuov taux ziangh hoc yie zuqc leih nqoi naaiv, dauh-dauh biaux maiv ndutv daic. Baamh gen yie yiem maiv lauh, yie nyei biauv yiem tin-dorngh. Yie yietc liuz yiem wuov maiv mingh haaix, yietc liuz yiem tin-dorngh guoqv.
Baamh gen se nzueic nyei dorngx, tin-hungh zeix daaih tengx mienh. Mienh hngongx mienh maiv jangx ganh haih daic, cingx daaih yiem hmuangx ziex doic. Ih hnoi tov zuangx mienh daaih goiv hnyouv sienx Ziouv Yesu. Njoux ziouv laengz yiem ziepc nzaangc jaax daic, weic nzaaux mbuo nyei zuiz-nipc.
Maiv wuonv nyei naaiv baamh gen, zanc-zanc mbungh mbienv maaih nzauh. Ziex dor mienh bungx lorx ganh nyei hnyouv, meih ganh corc hnamv haaix nyungc. Tin-hungh za'gengh hnamv mienh, hnamv sin, hnamv hnyouv, hnamv wuonh. Se gorngv bungx hnyouv njoux Ziouv Yesu, hnyouv ziouc yietc liuz baengh orn.
