The Sands Of Time Are Sinking

This Lord’s Day we’ll be singing a new song, and while new to our fellowship, this song has been around a good while. I thought it would be most enjoyable and helpful to introduce the song a bit more thoroughly before.

    The Sands of Time are Sinking was written in 1854 by Anne Ross Cousin while in Scotland with her husband who was a presbyterian minister. Cousin was inspired by the writings of the Scottish Samuel Rutherford who was a presbyterian theologian.

    Wayne Grudem author of Systematic Theology: An Introduction To Biblical Doctrine says this of the song: “This is one of the most beautiful hymns ever written in any language. It expresses so clearly the fact that the beauty of heaven is the glory of God, and the great beauty of God’s glory is the Lamb who died for us and now reigns.” Anne’s original edition which is also know as Immanuel’s Land, has nineteen verses but was later introduced by a Reverend with only these five:

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 Immanuel’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 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 fullness
His mercy doth expand,
And glory, 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.

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 Immanuel’s land.

    I encourage you to meditate on these lyrics, let them saturate your soul. Then listen to this demo from igracemusic.com so when we gather this Lord’s Day you’ll be prepared to belt it! Songs like these should not only encourage us because of the deep Scriptural ingredient but also songs like these serve to remind us of our beautifully rich Christian heritage.

me

finished my own cleaning turned off the flow of water and now here i stand

naked because i am alone

when i look toward the mirror i see only the gray haze

all that’s created is steam and  fleeting

so appropriately a byproduct of my self-absorption

depending on my timing and my position, could see despair or perhaps my brilliance

as bright as the son on the day you died.

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“i want to love You instead of my self i want to see Your beauty beyond the fog”

a true cry my desire or a passing thought in a sea of lies

trust you of course, not quite as easy as singing this song or maybe it is

because this is a pretty hard one, fluctuating tones and all

bet that sounds familiar, oh how thankful i am that Your love never fails, or even fluctuates

like my i do when our flesh of flesh and bone of bone feels more like a heart and a stone

You know and now i see that’s the original problem, too invested in me

what this song is all about 6 billion times already in this stream of poetry

like a toxic pollution a pornographic image of me is what i’m singing, the lust for life, my own at best

at least, i suppose taking theirs will do

this lust corrupts

You know and now i see that’s the original problem, me