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.
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.
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 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.
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.
Source: Ancient and Modern: hymns and songs for refreshing worship #179
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|Article:||"Nature with open volume stands" and "How shallow former shadows seem" by James Hart Brumm (from The Hymn)|