102. Immanuel's Land

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
There, in Immanuel's land.

Refrain:
Come, join, come, join your voices
With that triumphant band,
Who sing where glory dwelleth
There, in Immanuel's land.

2 I've struggled on the journey,
'Gainst storm and wind and tide,
Now like a weary trav'ler
That leaneth on his guide
Amid the darksome shadows,
While sinks life's ling'ring sand,
I hail the glory dawning
There, in Immanuel's land. [Refrain]

3 Deep waters crossed life's pathway,
The hedge of thorns was sharp,
Now, these are all behind me,
Before, heav'ns golden harp!
And now to join the praises
Of that triumphant band,
Who sing where glory dwelleth
There in Immanuel's land.

Text Information
First Line: The sands of time are sinking
Title: Immanuel's Land
Refrain First Line: Come, join, come, join your voices
Publication Date: 1885
Tune Information
Name: [The sands of time are sinking]
Composer: G. F. Root



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