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Lyrics and Information

The Sands of Time are Sinking

Words by Anne R. Cousin (1824-1906), 1857
Tune: RUTHERFORD by Chrétien Urhan (1790-1845), 1834
Key signature: F major (1 flat)
Time signature: 4/4
Public Domain
1. The sands of time are sink ing, 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, But glory, glory dwelleth In Immanuel’s land.
2. O Christ! He is the foun tain, 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 Immanuel’s land.
3. O, I am my Beloved’s, And my Beloved’s 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 Immanuel’s land.
4. The bride eyes not her gar ment, 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 Immanuel’s land.