Kim Walker-Smith – How Great Thou Art (Guitar)

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O Lord my God when I in awesome wonder,

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Consider all the works Thy Hand has made,

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I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,

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Thy power through- out the uni- verse dis- played.

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Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee,

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How great Thou art, how great Thou art.

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Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee,

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How great Thou art, how great Thou art.

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When through the woods and forest glades I wander,

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End hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.

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When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur

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End see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

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Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,

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How great Thou art, how great Thou art.

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Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee,

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How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

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End when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;

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Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;

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That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,

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He bled and died to take away my sin.

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Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,

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How great Thou art, How great Thou art.

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Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,

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How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

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When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,

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End take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.

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Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,

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End then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

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Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,

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How great Thou art, How great Thou art.

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Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,

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How great Thou art, How great Thou art!