He that refuseth instruction despiseth his own soul,
but he that heareth reproof getteth understanding.
Daily Bible Reading:
2 Kings 18:1-8 & 2 Chronicles 29
Inspiring Hymns #507
The Sands of Time
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.
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.
Words: Anne Ross Cousin
Music: Chretiene D’Urhan Arr. by E. F. Rimbault