Then Sings my Soul

Oh Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder,



Consider all the works Thy hands have made . . .



I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder



They power throughout the universe displayed.



Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,



How great Thou art, how great Thou art.



When through 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.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God,  to Thee

How great Thou art. How great Thou art! 

 words taken from a hymn based on a Swedish poem written by Carl Gustav Boberg (1859–1940)
photos taken at Downes Bowl, close to home.