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 thro'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.
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 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.
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