77*. The Sands of Time Are Sinking

7,6.
by Mrs. A.R. Cousin
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
 
In Immanuel’s land.
“And that, knowing the time, that now it is high time to awake out of sleep: for now is our salvation nearer than when we believed. The night is far spent, the day is at hand: let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and let us put on the armor of light.” (Romans 13:11-12)
“Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.” (Matthew 1:23)
2
Oh, 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 Immanuel’s land.
“For with thee is the fountain of life: in thy light shall we see light.” (Psalm 36:9)
“For my people have committed two evils; they have forsaken me the fountain of living waters, and hewed them out cisterns, broken cisterns, that can hold no water.” (Jeremiah 2:13)
3
With mercy and with judgment
 
My web of time He wove,
 
And aye the dews of sorrow
 
Were lustered 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.
“<<A Psalm of David.>> I will sing of mercy and judgment: unto thee, O Lord, will I sing.” (Psalm 101:1)
“For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.” (Hebrews 12:6)
“Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus.” (John 11:5)
“So he fed them according to the integrity of his heart; and guided them by the skilfulness of his hands.” (Psalm 78:72)
4
Oh! I am my Belovèd’s,
 
And my Belovèd’s mine!
 
He brings a poor, vile sinner
 
Into His "house of wine"!
 
I stand upon His merit,
 
I know no safer stand,
 
Not e’en where glory dwelleth,
 
In Immanuel’s land.
“I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.” (Song of Solomon 6:3)
“He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.” (Song of Solomon 2:4)
5
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.
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