587. 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 Emmanuel's land.

2 The King there in his beauty
without a veil is seen;
it were a well-spent journey
though sev'n deaths lay between!
The Lamb, with his fair army,
doth on Mount Zion stand,
and glory, glory dwelleth
in Emmanuel's land.

3 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;
and glory, glory dwelleth
in Emmanuel's land.

Text Information
First Line: The sands of time are sinking
Title: The Sands of Time Are Sinking
Author: Anne Ross Cousin (1857)
Publication Date: 1985
Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.5
Scripture: Isaiah 33:17; Psalm 101:1
Source: Samuel Rutherford, 1600-1661 (based on sayings of)
Language: English
Refrain First Line: and glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel's land
Tune Information
Name: LLANGLOFFAN
Composer: David Evans (1865)
Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.5
Key: f♯ minor



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