O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy hands hath made.
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout, the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
When through the woods and forest glades I wander
I hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Savior 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.
That on the cross, my burdens gladly bearing,
He bled and died, to take away my sin.
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
When Christ shall come, with shouts of acclimation,
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.
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all the earth:
Make a loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise.
