Nature with Open Volume Stands

Verse 1

Nature with open volume stands
To spread her Maker’s praise abroad,
And every labor of His hands
Shows something worthy of a 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

O the sweet wonders of that cross
Where my Redeemer loved and died!
Her noblest life my spirit draws
From His dear wounds and bleeding side.

Verse 4

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.