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Find Deals at Our site · Wide Variety Of Coupons · Send A Message · Dive into Discounts. How Great Thou Art Stuart Wesley Keene Hine, Swedish Folk Melody © & The Stuart Hine Trust Courtesy of the Cyber Hymnal™ 4. When Christ shall come with shout of ac . How Great Thou Art Son ac glades awe Z some I not cla Z shout Z in est his of Z tion, 44 Z won wan spar ma Z der der, ing, Z Lord, through when Christ Z my the I shall I for Z O 1 2When 3 . How Great Thou Art Stuart Wesley Keene Hine, Swedish Folk Melody © & The Stuart Hine Trust Courtesy of the Cyber Hymnal™ 4. When Christ shall come with shout of ac cla- ma- tion- And take me 3. And when I think that God, his Son not spar ing,- Sent him to 2. When through the woods and for est- glades I wan der- And hear the 1. great Z dis tle my thou thy and he and Z power hear bled there Z through the Z Z the and and pro Z out brook died claim, Z Sav Z ior Z my Z God, Z to art!” Z Z Then Refrain played; breeze; sin; Z my Z soul, Z sings Z how Z great Z Z thou art, thee: Z Z thou Z great Z how Z my Z God, Z soul, Z to Z ior art! Z Z Sav Z sings Z my Z Then Z great. How Great Thou Art Text and tune: © , The Stuart Hine Trust, admin. EMI CMG and Hope Publishing Co. Used by permission: LSB Hymn License no. How great Thou art, how great Thou art. Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee How great Thou art, how great Thou art And when I think of 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. Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee. How great Thou art, how great Thou art! Then sings my soul! my Savior God, to Thee: How great Thou art, how great Thou art! When through the woods and 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. 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.
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