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!
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 grandeur, and hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze;
But when I think that God, his Son not sparing, sent him to die-I scarce can take it in that on the cross, our burden gladly bearing, he bled and died to take away our sin;
When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation and take me home-what joy shall fi1l my heart! Then shall I bow in humble adoration, and there proclaim: My God, how great thou art!