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 has 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 trials lay between:
the Lamb with His fair army
on Zion's mountain stands,
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 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 piercéd hands;
the Lamb is all the glory
of Emmanuel's land.
Source: Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #421
First Line: | The sands of time are sinking |
Title: | The Sands of Time Are Sinking |
Author: | A. R. Cousin (1857) |
Author: | Samuel Rutherford |
Meter: | 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.5 |
Source: | Samuel Rutherford (1600-1661), based on |
Language: | English |
Refrain First Line: | Come join, join your voices |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
The sands of time are sinking, pp. 264, ii., 1558, i. The cento in The Baptist Church Hymnal, 1900, was arranged by Mrs. Cousin, from her poem of 19 stanzas for that collection. Mrs. Cousin was b. 1824.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, New Supplement (1907)