Nature With Open Volume Stands

Verse 1

Nature with open volume stands, To spread its Maker's praise abroad; And every labor of His hands Shows something worthy of our God.

Verse 2

But in the grace that rescued us His brightest form of glory shines; 'Tis fairest drawn upon the cross 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 pow'r, the wisdom, or the love.

Verse 4

We would forever speak His name In sounds to mortal ears unknown, With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at His Father's throne.