Nature with open volume stands
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Nature with open volume standsTo spread her Maker's praise abroad,And every labor of his handsShows something worthy of a God;
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But in the grace that rescues manHis brighter form of glory shines;Here on the cross 't is fairest drawnIn precious blood and crimson lines.
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O, the sweet wonders of that cross,Where Christ, the Saviour, loved and died!The noblest life my spirit drawsFrom his dear wounds and bleeding side.
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I would forever speak his nameIn tones to mortal ears unknown,With angels join to praise the Lamb,And worship at his Father's throne.