Harmony. Unison. Octaves. Perfect fourth.
🎶 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
Oh, let me never forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong
God is the ruler yet. 🎶
—Maltbie Davenport Babcock
2 thoughts on “Harmony. Unison. Octaves. Perfect Fourth.”
So Absolutely Beautiful, And The Poem So Fitting.
Thanks Cheryl. 🌻