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O Lord my God, how great art thou

Author: John Quincy Adams Hymnal: Songs of the Unity #d143 (1859) Hymnal Title: Songs of the Unity

O Lord my God, how great art thou

Author: John Quincy Adams Hymnal: The Christian Psalter #d410 (1841) Hymnal Title: The Christian Psalter
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O Lord My God! How Great Art Thou!

Author: John Q. Adams, 1767-1848 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5113 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: O Lord my God! how great art Thou Lyrics: 1. O Lord my God! how great art Thou! With honor and with glory crowned; Light’s dazzling splendors veil Thy brow, And gird the universe around. 2. Spirits and angels Thou hast made; Thy ministers a flaming fire; By Thee were earth’s foundations laid; At Thy rebuke the floods retire. 3. Thine are the fountains of the deep; By Thee their waters swell or fail; Up to the mountain’s summit creep, Or shrink beneath the lowly vale. 4. Thy fingers mark their utmost found; That bound the waters may not pass; Their moisture swells the teeming ground, And paints the valleys o’er with grass. 5. The waving harvest, Lord, is Thine; The vineyard, and the olive’s juice; Corn, wine, and oil, by Thee combine, Life, gladness, beauty, produce. 6. The moon for seasons Thou hast made, The sun for change of day and night; Of darkness Thine the deepest shade, And Thine the day’s meridian light. 7. O Lord, Thy works are all divine; In wisdom hast Thou made them all; Earth’s teeming multitudes are Thine; Thine—peopled oceans great and small. 8. All these on Thee for life depend; Thy Spirit speaks, and they are born; They gather what Thy bounties send; Thy hand of plenty fills the horn. 9. Thy face is hidden—they turn pale, With terror quake, with anguish burn; Their breath Thou givest to the gale; They die, and to their dust return. 10. And Thou, my soul, with pure delight, Thy voice to bless thy Maker raise; His praise let morning sing to night, And night to morn repeat His praise. Languages: English Tune Title: HAMBURG

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