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Chorus:
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Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
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How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
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Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
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How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
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17- O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
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Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
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I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
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Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
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When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
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And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
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When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
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And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.
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And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
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Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
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That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
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He bled and died to take away my sin.
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When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
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And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
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Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
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And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!“
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