oh Lord, my good when I in awesome wonder
consider all the world thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
thy power throughout the universe displayed
then sings my soul, my saviour good to thee. how great thou art, how great thou art.(repeat)
and when I think that got 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 son

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