soul, my Savior God, to Thee: How great Thou art, how great Thou art! Then sings my soul! my Savior God, to Thee: How great Thou art, how great Thou art
us how You used to make them funny faces a?? Why ain't you laughin' now? I've kissed these lips, I know not how oft." And Horatio quips, "Hey, let's
