 O, Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works thy hand hath made
I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder
Thy power throughout, the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my saviour God to thee
How great thou art! How great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my saviour God to thee
How great thou art! How great thou art!
And when I think that God, his son not sparing
Sent him to die, I scarce can take it in
And on the cross, my burden gladly bearing
He bled and died to take away my sin
Then sings my soul, my saviour God to thee
How great thou art! How great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my saviour God to thee
How great thou art! How great thou art!
When Christ shall come with shouts of acclamation
And take me home; what joy shall fill my heart
Then shall I bow in humble adoration
And then proclaim, My God, how great thou art
Then sings my soul, my saviour God to thee
How great thou art! How great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my saviour God to thee
How great thou art! How great thou art!
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