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When I still attended church regularly, one of my favorite hymns was "This is My Father's World" not because of its religious content, but because it expressed the miracles that I have always seen in nature.

To this day, the loss of habitat, species or intential cruelty toward animals distresses me more than man's actions against man. The animals cannot fight back against the predation of population increases and destruction of their homes.

We now know that when they can live in healthy peace, it improves everything for us all. When we injure or manipulate them, we injure ourselves.

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.
I walk a desert lone.
In a bush ablaze to my wondering gaze
God makes His glory known.

This is my Father’s world,
a wanderer I may roam
Whate’er my lot, it matters not,
My heart is still at home.