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the sands of time are sinking - artisan church lyrics

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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.

the king there in his beauty, without a veil is seen;
it were a well spent journey, though sev’n deaths lay between;
the lamb with his fair army doth on mount zion stand,
and glory, glory dwelleth in immanuel’s land.

o christ, he is the fountain, the deep, sweet well of love;
the streams of 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.

with mercy and with judgment my web of time he wove;
and aye, the dews of sorrow were l-stered 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.

oh! 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.

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.

- artisan church lyrics

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