G C G How I love your works, My God, My King! G C G How I love your works, My God, My King! C G Your name rings on the plain, C G Like a not so distant train. Em D And love and history are near, G in the flowers that you make, C D the flowers that you make G D Em C Because I'll never, Hold a picture of G D Em C The whole hori-zon, in my view G D Em C Because I'll never, rip the night into, G D Em D Em D Em G it makes me wonder, who am I, who am I, who am I and Great are You C D G Great are you Lord! C D G Great are you Lord! How I love your word, my God, my King! How I love your word, my God, my King! Your love cuts through these pages to my heart, as you grieve our sins right from the start, and sacrifice and paradise were in the plans that you made. The plans that you made.