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257 - How Great Thou Art

Oh, Yah, my El, when I in 

awesome wonder consider all

the worlds Thy hands have

made; I see the stars, I hear the

rolling thunder, Thy power 

throughout the universe displayed.

 

Chorus:

Then sings my soul, my Savior

Yah to Thee, "How great Thou

art! How great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, my Savior

Yah 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...

 

And when I think that Yah, His 

Son not sparing, sent Him to

die, I scarce can take it in

that on the tree, my burden

gladly bearing, He bled and

died to take away my sin.

 

When Yahshua shall come with

shouts of acclamation and take

me home, what joy shall fill

my heart. Then I shall bow in

humble adoration and there 

proclaim, "My Yah, how great

Thou art!"