The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth His handiwork. Psalm 19:1
Words: Isaac Watts, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Book 3, 1709, number 10.
Christ crucified, the wisdom and power of God.
If you know where to get a good picture of Joseph (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels), would you ?
Nature with open volume stands,
To spread her maker’s 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, ’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 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 pleasures 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 Father’s throne.