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<h2>NATURE WITH OPEN VOLUME STANDS</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth His handiwork.” Psalm 19:1</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_a_watts_i.jpg" alt="Isaac Watts (1674-1748)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="132.666666666667" height="184.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_a_watts_i.html" target="_blank">Isaac Watts</a>, <em>Hymns and Spiritual Songs</em>, 1707-1709.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Angelus,” Georg Joseph, <em>Heilige Seelenlust</em>, 1657 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_a_angelus.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Nature with open volume stands,<br>
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To spread her Maker’s praise abroad;<br>
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And every labor of His hands<br>
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Shows something worthy of a God.</p>
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<p>But in the grace that rescued man<br>
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His brightest form of glory shines;<br>
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Here, on the cross, ’tis fairest drawn,<br>
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In precious blood and crimson lines.</p>
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<p>Here His whole Name appears complete;<br>
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Nor wit can guess, nor reason prove,<br>
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Which of the letters best is writ,<br>
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The power, the wisdom, or the love.</p>
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<p>Here I behold His inmost heart,<br>
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Where grace and vengeance strangely join,<br>
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Piercing His Son with sharpest smart,<br>
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To make the purchased pleasure mine.</p>
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<p>O! the sweet wonders of that cross,<br>
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Where God the Savior loved and died<br>
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Her noblest life my spirit draws<br>
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From His dear wounds and bleeding side.</p>
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<p>I would forever speak His Name,<br>
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In sounds to mortal ears unknown;<br>
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With angels join to praise the Lamb,<br>
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And worship at His Father’s throne.</p>
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