Revival Hymns and Choruses ‎#533

533. 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 day-spring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

2 O Christ, Je 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 O I am my Beloved's,
And my Beloved's mine!
He brings a poor vile sinner,
Into His "house of wine,"
I stand upon His merit -
I know no other stand,
Not e'en where glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

4 The Bride eyes not her garment
But her dear Bridegroom's face;
I will not gaze at glory
But on my King of grace.
Not at the crown He giveth
But on His pierced hand:
The Lamb is all the glory
Of Immanuel's land.

Text Information

• First Line: The sands of time are sinking
• Title: The Sands of Time Are Sinking
• Author: Anne Ross Cousin, 1824-1906
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1970
• Topic: Heaven and Eternity

Tune Information

• Name: RUTHERFORD
• Composer: Chrétien Urhan, 1790-1845
• Arranger: Edward F. Rimbault, 1816-1876
• Key: F Major