566. The sands of time are sinking

1 The sands of time are sinking;
The dawn of heaven breaks;
The summer morn I've sighed for,
The fair sweet morn awakes.
Dark, dark hath been the midnight
But dayspring is at hand,
And glory glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

2 O Christ! He is the fountain,
The deep sweet well of love!
The streams on earth I've tasted,
More deep I'll drink above:
There to an ocean fulness
His mercy doth expand,
And glory glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

3 With mercy and with judgment
My web of time He wove,
And aye the dews of sorrow
Were lustred by His love;
I'll bless the hand that guided,
I'll bless the heart that planned,
When throned where glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

4 I've wrestled on towards heaven,
'Gainst storm and wind and tide;
Now, like a weary traveller
That leaneth on his guide,
Amid the shades of evening,
While sinks life's lingering sand,
I hail the glory dawning
In Immanuel's land.

Text Information
First Line: The sands of time are sinking
Author: Mrs. A. R. Cousin, 1824-1906
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: Immanuel's Land; Heaven: Contemplation of; Heaven: Joys of (4 more...)
Tune Information
Name: RUTHERFORD
Composer: Chretien Urhan, 1790-1845
Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.5
Key: F Major or modal



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