"The bride eyes not her garment, but her dear bridegroom's face; I will not gaze at glory, but on my King of grace!"
What a beautiful analogy to remember as we fast approach wedding season. What's funny, though, is that I think that many times the bride does eye her garment. And just like that bride caught up in all the extras of her wedding, we often get caught up in all the extras of Christianity. We lose sight of what's truly needful -- Jesus Christ, our King of grace!
This bit of poetry comes from the pen of Anne Ross Cousin in her hymn, "The Sands of Time Are Sinking." In some hymnals, it is called "Immanuel's Land" because each stanza (and there are 30 of them!) ends with "Glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel's Land!"
Cousin was inspired by the letters and last words of Samuel Rutherford, a Scottish pastor who was banished to Aberdeen (away from his flock) for writing Lex Rex, which developed a theory for limited, constitutional government.
Tip: If you ever feel your love for Christ waning, read Rutherford's Letters. I have and they inspire me to this day. I've yet to read a writer whose love for Christ is so evident.