O Lord, my God, 

when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works 

Thy Hands hath made;
I see the stars, 

I hear the 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.

When through the woods

And forest glades I wander

And hear the birds

sing sweetly in the tress

When I look doen

From lofty mountain grandeur

And hear the brook

And fel 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 died 

to take away my sin.

When Christ shall come 

with shout of acclamation
And lead me home, 

what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow 

with humble adoration,
And then proclaim, 

"My God, how great Thou art!"