Nature With Open Volume Stands

Verse 1

Nature with open volume stands to spread her Maker's praise abroad, and every labour of his hands shows something worthy of our God.

Verse 2

But in the grace that rescued man his brightest form of glory shines; here on the cross 'tis fairest drawn in precious blood and crimson lines.

Verse 3

Here his whole name appears complete; nor wit can guess, nor reason prove which of the letters best is writ, the power, the wisdom, or the love.

Verse 4

O the sweet wonders of that cross where God the Saviour loved and died; her noblest life my spirit draws from his dear wounds and bleeding side.

Verse 5

I would for ever speak his name in sounds to mortal ears unknown, with angels join to praise the Lamb, and worship at his Father's throne.