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Nature with open volume sounds (stands)




Nature with open volume stands,
To spread her Makerís praise abroad;
And every labor of His hands
Shows something worthy of a God.


But in the grace that rescued man
His brightest form of glory shines;
Here, on the cross, ítis 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 best is writ,
The power, the wisdom, or the love.


Here I behold His inmost heart,
Where grace and vengeance strangely join,
Piercing His Son with sharpest smart,
To make the purchased pleasure mine.


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 forever speak His Name,
In sounds to mortal ears unknown;
With angels join to praise the Lamb,
And worship at His Fatherís throne.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1707-1709
      Bible Refs: Ps 19:1;
      MUSIC
      Name: ANGELUS
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1657
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)

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