The Day for Song Lyrics
Okay, this was what I was originally going to post about - before my next Door Neighbor started to belt out her vocal arrangements.
Today, we had to "Spring Ahead". I set my clock one hour ahead before I went to bed last night. I was trying not to be an usher at church today because I knew the time change would mess me up. I guess alot of other people were thinking the same thing, because they sent out an email last night that they needed people. I tried to get there as soon as I could, which was just as service was starting. And considering we missed an hour of sleep, that was pretty good for me. I looked around and the place was pretty empty. It is amazing how many people were actually one hour late for church. They walked in, and the sermon was over - Huh ? They looked alittle confused.
Whenever the time changes its always difficult. Its good they don't do it on a work day. This way it just messes up all the church-goers.
 | I guess today is the day for song Lyrics because I wanted to post the lyrics to "How Great Thou Art". We sang it in church this morning. Except at our church it had a country/western rock-a-billy feel to it, with electric guitars with a twang.I really liked the way they rocked it out. I should have asked the guitarist how he did it. |
How Great Thou Art
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 power throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
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 see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
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 Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour 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 then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
