Текст песни How Great Thou Art - Andy Griffith
                                                Oh 
                                                Lord 
                                                my 
                                                God, 
                                                when 
                                                I'm 
                                                in 
                                                awesome 
                                                wonder
 
                                    
                                
                                                Consider 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                worlds 
                                                Thy 
                                                hands 
                                                have 
                                                made
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                the 
                                                stars, 
                                                    I 
                                                here 
                                                the 
                                                rolling 
                                                thunder
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thy 
                                                power 
                                                thoughout 
                                                the 
                                                universe 
                                                display
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                sings 
                                                my 
                                                soul, 
                                                my 
                                                Savior 
                                                God 
                                                to 
                                                thee
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                great 
                                                Thou 
                                                art, 
                                                how 
                                                great 
                                                Thou 
                                                art
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                woods, 
                                                and 
                                                forest 
                                                glades 
                                                    I 
                                                wander
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                here 
                                                the 
                                                birds 
                                                sing 
                                                sweetly 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                trees
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                look 
                                                down, 
                                                from 
                                                lofty 
                                                mountain 
                                                grander
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                here 
                                                the 
                                                brook, 
                                                and 
                                                feel 
                                                the 
                                                gentle 
                                                breeze
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                think, 
                                                that 
                                                God, 
                                                His 
                                                Son 
                                                not 
                                                sparing;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sent 
                                                Him 
                                                to 
                                                die, 
                                                    I 
                                                scare 
                                                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, 
                                                and 
                                                shout 
                                                of 
                                                acclamation,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                take 
                                                me 
                                                home, 
                                                what 
                                                joy 
                                                shall 
                                                feel 
                                                my 
                                                heart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                    I 
                                                shall 
                                                bow, 
                                                in 
                                                humble 
                                                adoration,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                proclaim, 
                                                "My 
                                                God, 
                                                how 
                                                great 
                                                Thou 
                                                art!"
 
                                    
                                
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