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RUTHERFORD'S HYMN, by                    
First Line: The sands of time are sinking
Last Line: Of immanuel's land.
Subject(s): Rutherford, Samuel (1600-1661)


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.

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 fulness
His mercy doth expand,
And glory -- glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

With mercy and with judgment
My web of time He wove,
And aye the dews of sorrow
Were lustred by 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.

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 Immanuel's land.





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