David "Scott" Wilson

WILSON, DAVID, "SCOTT," 45, of Louisville, died Saturday, September 18, 2004, at his residence. A native of Louisville, he was born July 13, 1959. He was a self employed RF Engineer, an Air Force Veteran and a member of Buechel United Methodist Church. He is survived by his wife, the former Renee Maloney; brother, Steven K. Wilson; stepbrother, James K. Bottom; stepsister, Angela Bottom Cochran; mother and stepfather, Joye and Lyman Bottom; father, Doyle G. Wilson; and grandmother, Amelia Meyer. His funeral service will be held at 1 p.m. Tuesday at Owen Funeral Home, 5317 Dixie Hwy., with burial in Hickory Grove Cemetery. Visitation will be from 1-8 p.m. Monday and 11 a.m.-1 p.m. Tuesday. Memorial gifts may be made to Hospice & Palliative Care of Louisville or to the Scott Wilson Memorial Fund for Buechel United Methodist Church Youth Ensemble.
 

Published in The Courier-Journal on 9/19/2004.

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HOW GREAT THOU ART

(The song playing on this page.)

a tribute to
DAVID SCOTT WILSON
July 13, 1959 - Sept. 18, 2004

Presented with love and memories to Scott and his family.

Arranged and performed by Jeff Rehmet.

"How Great Thou Art"
O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made;
I see starts, I hear rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to thee,
How great Thou art, How great thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour 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 trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to thee,
How great Thou art, How great thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour 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.


Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to thee,
How great Thou art, How great thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to thee,
How great Thou art, How great thou art.

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy will fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration.
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to thee,
How great Thou art, How great thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to thee,
How great Thou art, How great thou art.