The Digital Age - How great thou art

O Lord my ^BGod, When I in ^Eawesome wonder, Consider ^Ball the ^F#worlds Thy Hands have ^Bmade; I see the ^Bstars, I hear the ^Erolling thunder, Thy power through^Bout the ^F#universe dis^Bplayed.

Then sings my ^Bsoul, My ^ESaviour God, to^B Thee, How great Thou ^C#art,^E How great Thou^B art. Then sings my ^Bsoul, My ^ESaviour God, to^B Thee, How great Thou ^C#art,^E How great Thou^B art!

And when I ^Bthink, that God, His ^ESon not sparing; Sent Him to ^Bdie, I ^F#scarce can take it ^Ein; That on the ^BCross, my burden ^Egladly bearing, He bled and ^Bdied to ^F#take away my ^Esin.

Then sings my ^Bsoul, My ^ESaviour God, to^B Thee, How great Thou ^C#art,^E How great Thou^B art. Then sings my ^Bsoul, My ^ESaviour God, to^B Thee, How great Thou ^C#art,^E How great Thou^B art!

When Christ shall ^Bcome, with shout of ^Eacclamation, And take me ^Bhome, what ^F#joy shall fill my ^Bheart. Then I shall ^Bbow, in humble ^Eadoration, And then ^Bproclaim: &quo^F#t;My God, how great^B you are!"

Then sings my ^Bsoul, My ^ESaviour God, to^B Thee, How great Thou ^C#art,^E How great Thou^B art. Then sings my ^Bsoul, My ^ESaviour God, to^B Thee, How great Thou ^C#art,^E How great Thou^B art! How great Thou ^C#art,^E How great Thou^B art!