The Lutheran Hymnary ‎#597

597. 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.
O dark hath been the midnight,
But day-spring 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 of earth I've tasted;
More deep I'll drink above.
There, to an ocean fullness
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 with 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 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 piercèd hand;
The Lamb is all the glory
Of Immanuel's land.

Text Information

• First Line: The sands of time are sinking
• Author: Annie R. Cousin (1857)
• Meter: 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 4.
• Publication Date: 1913
• Topic: The Last Things: Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things: Burial and Ressurection; Resurrection

Tune Information

• Name: [The sands of time are sinking]
• Composer: Chrétien D'Urhan (1834)
• Meter: 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 4.
• Key: F Major