oh 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 Savior 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 Christ 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 God how great Thou art!
he sings with the angels
he sees his Savior face to face
he bows down in humble adoration
he shouts with joy
"how great You are!"
he lived his life quietly
soft spoken
whispers of love
pouring out onto
his wife
his children
his grandchildren
his great-grandchildren
people in his churches
people who never came to a church
people who thought he should stay
in the church instead of living
outside the church...
he loved them all
even in a wheelchair
with dementia his reality
his voice could be heard singing
with the angels (not visible to most)
"then sings my soul my Savior 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!"
and now he sings with the angels
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