Sunday's Hymn: The Sands of Time are Sinking
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 had been the midnight but dayspring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth in Emmanuel’s land.The king there in His beauty, without a veil is seen:
It were a well-spent journey, though seven deaths lay between:
The Lamb with His fair army, doth on Mount Zion stand,
And glory, glory dwelleth in Emmanuel’s land.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.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 Emmanuel’s land.O I am my Beloved’s and my Beloved is 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 Emmanuel’s land.—Anne R. Cousin
Traditional tune:
Other hymns, worship songs, sermons etc. posted today:
- Like the Sound of Many Waters at Conjubilant with Song
- Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silent at Hopeful Morning
- It Is Well With My Soul at Gospel Grace
- Standing at the Portal at The Happy Wonderer
- Christ’s Two Appearings at Tried With Fire
- Lord’s Day 53, 2012 at The Thirsty Theologian
- Your Weekly Dose of Spurgeon at Pyromaniacs: Untrodden Ways
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Reader Comments (1)
Great hymn! I grew up with the traditional tune, but the IG version has grown on me.