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How Great Thou Art!

Authorised Lyrics

Here you can find the authorised lyrics in the original English and their adaptation for North and South America. For authorised translations in other languages please contact Christian Copyright Licensing International (CCLI).

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Original English Lyrics

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 pow’r 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:

And when I think that 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:

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!

Copyright © 1953 Stuart K Hine / The Stuart Hine Trust CIO / Published by Integrity Music Ltd Worldwide (excl. North and South America). Used by permission.

North & South American Lyrics

O LORD my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the *worlds Thy hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the *rolling thunder,
Thy pow’r 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:

And when I think that 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:

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!

* Stuart Hine gave permission for North & South America only to change his original words ‘works’ and ‘mighty’ to ‘worlds’ and ‘rolling’ and ‘Then shall I bow’ to ‘Then I shall bow’.

Copyright 1949 and 1953 Stuart Hine Trust. Administration: USA All rights by Capitol CMG Publishing, except print rights for USA, North, Central and South America administered by Hope Publishing. All other non USA Americas rights by the Stuart Hine Trust CIO. Rest of World – Integrity Music Ltd.