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, Deep Well Of Love
The Streams On Earth I’ve Tasted
More Deep I’ll Drink Above (It’s So True)
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 Always 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

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 Garments
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
In Immanuel’s Land

He’s The Lamb Is All The Glory
In Immanuel’s Land

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