Verse 2
G C
When through the woods and forest glades I wander
G/D D G D
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
G C
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
G/D D G D
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze
Verse 3
G C
And when I think that God His Son not sparing
G/D D G D
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in
G C
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing
G/D D G D
He bled and died to take away my sin
Verse 4
G C
When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
G/D D G D
And take me home– what joy shall fill my heart
G C
Then shall I bow in humble adoration
G/D D G D
And there pro - claim, my God, how great Thou art