Hymnal: The Psalms of David #III.X (1766) Lyrics: 1 Nature with open Volume stands,
To spread her Maker's Praise abroad;
And ev'ry Labour of his Hands
Shows something worthy of a God.
2 But in the Grace that rescu'd Man,
His brightest Form of Glory shines;
Here on the Cross 'tis fairest drawn,
In precious Blood and crimson Lines.
[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.]
4 Here I behold his inmost Heart,
Where grace and Vengeance strangely join,
Piercing his Son with sharpest Smart,
To make the purchas'd Pleasures mine.
5 O the sweet Wonders of that Cross,
Where God the Saviour lov'd and dy'd
Her noblest Life my Spirit draws
From his dear Wounds and bleeding Side.
6 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. Topics: Christ crucified; Wisdom and Power of God; Christ His Suffering and Glory; Christ Humiliation and Exaltation; God glorified by Christ Languages: English
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