Peace be upon you...
Was making my way up over a pass, with my tail dragging big time.
It was a very cloudy day, on Froze-To-Death plateau. Elevation was about 11,000ft.
The clouds were barely above the mountain peak. Almost seemed like you could grab them.
I'm nearing the top and getting my butt handed to me.
Just as I'm reaching the top, the clouds open a little and the sun streams through.
I got to watch as the sun rays moved down and across the valley...like something in a movie, and yet this was real life.
Absolutely AWE inspiring.
Instantly, the words to How Great Thou Art come to mind, and I CAN'T HELP BUT SING.
But Jesus answered, "I tell you, if these become silent, the stones will cry out!"
225# of rough, tough, construction worker (who goes by the handle Mountn Man), tears streaming down my face, and I'm almost sobbing as I'm singing with joy.
Tears in my eyes as I type this.
I get misty eyed now, every time I hear that song.
This version with Carrie is by far my favorite.
Love this worship song...sang it with 500000 or so other men at promise keepers in dc in 1998...very moving.
Carl Gustav Boberg was inspired to write the original Swedish lyrics of “How Great Thou Art” following a thunderstorm in Mönsterås, Sweden, in 1885. The Reverend Billy Graham used it during his crusades and made it popular in the US during the 1950’s.
Despite its popularity, there was a fight to get it into the Methodist Church’s hymnal—some of the Methodist bigwigs objected to including a song associated with the unwashed rabble who followed Billy Graham. But it made it into the hymnal—hymn #77 in the current one—and remains very popular among Methodists.
Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works thy hand hath made,
I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed;
Refrain:
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 hear the brook, and feel he gentle breeze;
Refrain
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:
Refrain
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!
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!
O Store Gud (Oh, Great God, aka How Great Thou Art)--Artur Erikson
Bump for later listening
Thnx for sharing