336. 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 hat been the midnight,
But day-spring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Emmanuel's land.

2. The King there in His beauty
Without a veil is seen;
It were a well-spent journey
Tho' seven deaths lay between:
The lamb with his fair army
Doth on Mount Zion stand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Emmanuel's land.

3. 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 fullness
His mercy doth expand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Emmanuel's land.

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

Text Information
First Line: The sands of time are sinking
Title: The Sands of Time Are Sinking
Author: Mrs. A. R. Cousin (1857)
Meter: 7 6 7 6 7 6 7 5
Language: English
Publication Date: 1929
Topic: The Future Life: Death and Heaven
Tune Information
Name: RUTHERFORD
Adapter: Edward F. Rimbault (1867)
Meter: 7 6 7 6 7 6 7 5
Incipit: 33322 11144 34225
Key: F Major



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