God, His Son not sparing

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G o   W i t h   T h e   F l o w

Beaverdam Creek at Campbell's Covered Bridge

Greenville County, South Carolina

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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 Savior, God, to Thee

How great Thou art!

How great Thou art!

When thro' 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.

Then sings my soul, my Savior, 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!

= Boberg/Hine =

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O LORD, our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!

who hast set thy glory above the heavens.

When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers,

the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

What is man, that thou art mindful of him?

and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

Psalm 8

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Happy Christmas Sunday