Song - 1
O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the works Thy hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy pow'r throughout the universe displayed
Cho: Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou are ! how great Thou art;
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art.
2 When through the woods and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain's grandeur,
And hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze
3 And when I think, that God His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died, to take away my sin
4 When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart;
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art
O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the works Thy hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy pow'r throughout the universe displayed
Cho: Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou are ! how great Thou art;
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art.
2 When through the woods and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain's grandeur,
And hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze
3 And when I think, that God His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died, to take away my sin
4 When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart;
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art