Sunday Hymn - How Great Thou Art

Spring is starting to show. Thunderstorms, beautiful days that are warm but not yet hot, and singing birds all herald the rebirth and beauty that is more and more evident each day. As I'm daily reminded of the beauty of creation, whether biking to campus or spending an afternoon reading at the J.C. Raulston Arboretum, I am moved more and more toward praise and admiration of its Creator. It is remarkable to me that people can see the beauty of creation, the diversity of plants and animals, the intricacies of life itself, and deny that there is something, someone behind it all. God certainly declares Himself in His creation, and if we miss the face of the Father in the beauty of the earth, we miss the beauty of the earth.

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 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 fields and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze;

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!

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.

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 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!'

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!