How Great Thou Art

[E]O Lord my [A]God!  When I in [D]awesome wonder
Consider a[A]ll the w[E]orks Thy hands have [A]made,
I [E]see the s[A]tars, I hear the [D]mighty thunder,
Thy power through[A]out the u[E]niverse displ[A]ayed.

Then sings my soul, my S[D]avior God to Th[A]ee;
How great Thou [E]art!  How great Thou [A]art!
Then sings my soul, my S[D]avior God to T[A]hee;
How great Thou [Bm]art!  How g[E]reat Thou [A]art!

When through the woods, the forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees,
When I look down from 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 died to take away my sin...

When Christ shall come with shout 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!