High Tenor
Vocal Percussion
Lead
Baritone
Bass
Matt Atwood
Adam Rupp
Chris Rupp
Andrew Umphrey
Joe Fine
Coming Soon!
| 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, 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 rustling grass I hear Him pass; He speaks to me everywhere. 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, the battle is not done, Jesus who died shall be satisfied, And Earth and Heaven be won. For the beauty of the earth, For the glory of the skies; For the love which from our birth, Over and around us lies; Christ our God, to Thee we raise This, our hymn of grateful praise. This is my Father’s world, the battle is not done, Jesus who died shall be satisfied, And Earth and Heaven be won. This is my Father’s world, the battle is not done, Jesus who died shall be satisfied, And Earth and Heaven be won. |