O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
consider all the works thy hand hath made
I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder
thy power throughout the universe displayed
 
Then sings my soul my saviour God to thee
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
 
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 shall I bow in humble adoration
and there proclaim my God how great thou art
 

Music traditional
Words traditional translated by S Hine