Isaac Watts Hymn: Nature With Open Volume Stands

Posted by Tony Konvalin | Labels: , , , , | Posted On Wednesday, February 12, 2014 at 6:30 AM

Nature With Open Volume Stands

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

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.

Here his whole name appears complete
Nor wit can guess, nor reason prove
Which of the letters is best writ,
The Pow'r, the Wisdom, or the Love.

Here I behold His inmost heart
Where grace and vengeance strangely join,
Here on the Cross 'tis fairest drawn
In precious blood and crimson lines.

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

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.

Isaac Watts


Comments:

There are 0 comments for Isaac Watts Hymn: Nature With Open Volume Stands

Post a Comment