Oh lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds thy hands have 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
When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees (who in the trees)
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see 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
It is well (it is well)
With my soul (with my soul)
It is well, it is well
With my soul
When Christ shall come with shouts of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart (joy shall fill my heart)
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And then proclaim: My God, how great thou art
Then sings my soul, my savior, God, to thee
How great thou art
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
How great thou art
How great thou art
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