How Great Thou Art

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Lord my God! When I in
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awesome wonder Consider
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all the
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works Thy hand hath
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made.
I see the
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stars, I hear the
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rolling thunder, Thy power through
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out the uni
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verse disp
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layed.
Then sings my
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soul, my
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Saviour God, to
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Thee; How great Thou
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art, how great Thou
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art!
Then sings my
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soul, my
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Saviour God, to
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Thee: How great Thou
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art, how
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great
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Thou
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art!
And
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when I think that God, His
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Son not sparing, Sent Him to
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die, I
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scarce can take it
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in;
That on the
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Cross, my burden
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gladly bearing, He bled and
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died to
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take away my
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sin.
When
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Christ shall come with shout of
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acclamation And take me
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home, what
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joy shall fill my
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heart!
Then I shall
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bow in humble
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adoration, And there pro
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claim, my
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God, how great Thou
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art!