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 pow’r throughout
The universe displayed
Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
But 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
Then sings my soul
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
When Christ shall come]
With shouts 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”
Then sings my soul
My Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art