"My Father"

[KenH]

A hymn written by Joseph Irons in Zion's Hymns. (in long meter)

"My Father"

1. What various names Jehovah bears!
What various forms His kindness wears,
But none so much my heart expands,
As when He as my Father stands.

2. Is God my Father? He'll instruct,
And all my child-like steps conduct;
And when I sin I must expect,
He'll with a Father's hand correct .

3. Is God my Father? all my care
I'll bring to Him, and leave it there;
His wisdom, and His love I'll trust,
In sorrows, and in straits the worst.

4. Is God my Father? then His love
Is fix'd on me, nor can remove;
And, since He owns me as His child,
I can't be from His face exil'd.

5. God, as my Father, does engage,
To give me heav'n, when I'm of age:
To this, my portion, I shall come:
My Father's dwelling is my home.

 

[tyndale1946]

This Is My Father's World by Maltbie D. Babcock 1858-1901

1 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.

2 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.

3 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:
Why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King: let the heavens ring!
God reigns; let earth be glad!

Brother Glen

 

[Bible Thumpin n Gun Totin]

This Is My Father's World by Maltbie D. Babcock 1858-1901

1 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.

2 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.

3 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:
Why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King: let the heavens ring!
God reigns; let earth be glad!

Brother Glen

We've sung that in my Church many times. It's one of our favorites.

Another is a variation of the one below. The women and men each have a different part they sing.

Each verse builds into a crescendo in the refrain at:
"No water can swallow the ship where lies
the Master of ocean and earth and skies"

When the men get to that crescendo we try to make the windows quake, and I know for a fact our singing echoes around the holler as I've been outside administering spankings many a time during that song and I've heard it.

"Master the Tempest is Raging"

1 Master, the tempest is raging!
The billows are tossing high!
The sky is o'ershadowed with blackness,
No shelter or help is nigh;
Carest thou not that we perish?"
How canst thou lie asleep,
When each moment so madly is threat'ning
A grave in the angry deep?

Refrain:
The winds and the waves shall obey thy will.
"Peace, be still!" [Ladies] "Peace, be still!" [Men]
Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea,
Or struggles or evil, whatever it be,
No water can swallow the ship where lies
the Master of ocean and earth and skies:
They all shall sweetly obey thy will.
"Peace, be still! Peace, be still!"
They all shall sweetly obey thy will.
"Peace, peace, be still!"

2 Master, with anguish of spirit
I bow in my grief today;
The depths of my sad heart are troubled,
Oh, waken and save, I pray;
Torrents of sin and of anguish
Sweep o’er my sinking soul!
And I perish! I perish, dear Master:
Oh, hasten and take control. [Refrain]

3 Master, the terror is over,
The elements sweetly rest;
Earth’s sun in the calm lake is mirrored,
And heaven’s within my breast.
Linger, O blessed Redeemer,
Leave me alone no more;
And with joy I shall make the blest harbor,
And rest on the blissful shore. [Refrain]