“…The bride eyes not her garment,
But her dear Bridegrooms 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 Emmanuels land.”
Excerpt from The Sands of Time Are Sinking
by Anne Ross Cundell Cousins
Pilgrims Perspective 