OH, 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 POWER THRU OUT THE UNIVERSE DISPLAYED.

CHORUS:

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 THROUGH THE WOODS AND FOREST GLADES I WANDER

AND HEAR THE BIRDS SING SWEETLY IN THE TREES;

WHEN I LOOK DOWN THE LOFTY MOUNTAIN GRANDEUR

AND HEAR THE BROOK AND FEEL THE GENTLE BREEZE

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 DIE TO TAKE AWAY MY SIN

WHEN CHRIST SHALL COME WITH SHOUT AND 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