O 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 pow'r thru out
The universe displayed!

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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 thru 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

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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

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When Christ shall come with shout and acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And there proclaim
My God how great Thou art

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Carl Boberg, 1859-1940
Translated by Stuart K. Hine, 1899

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