Feel the Gentle Breeze

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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!

(The poem is taken from the much-loved hymn, How Great Thou Art.
Click here for Wikipedia’s interesting information regarding this hymn.
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