Oh Lord, my God, when I in awesomenwonder consider all the world’s thy handnhave made, I see the stars; I hear thenrolling thunder, Thy pow’r thro out thenuniverse displayed.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art x2
When thro’ the woods and forestsnglades I wander, and hear the birds singnsweetly in the trees, when I look downnfrom lofty mountains grandeur, and hearnthe brook, and feel the gentle breezen
And when I think that God,
His Son not sparing, sent him to die,
I scarce can take it in, that on the cross,nmy burden gladly bearing, He bled andndied, to take away my sin.n
When Christ shall come with shouts ofnacclamation, and take me home, whatnjoy shall fll my heart, then I shall bow innhumble adoration, and there proclaim:nmy God, how great Thou art.