O lord my God! When am in awesome wonder, consider all The worlds thy hands hath made I see the stars, I heard the rolling thunder Thy pow'r thro' out The universe displayed

Then through the woods And forest glads I wander, And hear the birds Sing sweetly in the tress; 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 scare 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!