Spurgeon, The Church's Love to Her Loving Lord:

Jesus thou fairest, dearest one,

What beauties thee adorn

Far brighter than the noonday sun,

Or star that gilds the morn.

Here let me fix my wandering eyes,

And all thy glories trace;

Till, in the world of endless joys,

I rise to thine embrace.

When Tigranes and his wife were both taken prisoners by Cyrus, Cyrus turning to Tigranes said, “What will you give for the liberation of your wife?” and the king answered, “I love my wife so that I would cheerfully give up my life if she might be delivered from servitude”; whereupon Cyrus said, “That if there was such love as that between them they might both go free.” So when they were away and many were talking about the beauty and generosity of Cyrus, and especially about the beauty of his person, Tigranes, turning to his wife, asked her what she thought of Cyrus, and she answered that she saw nothing anywhere but in the face of the man who had said that he would die if she might only he released from servitude. “The beauty of that man,” she said, “makes me forget all others.”

 And truly we would say the same of Jesus.

We would not decry the angels, nor think ill of the saints, but the beauties of that man who gave his life for us, are so great that they have eclipsed all others, and our soul only wishes to see him and not another; for, as the stars hide their heads in the presence of the sun, so may you all go away, you delights, you excellencies, when Christ Jesus, the chief delight, the chief excellency, makes his appearance. Dr. Watts says—

His worth, if all the nations knew,

Sure the whole earth would love him too.

And so it seems to us. If you could see him, you must love him. It was said of Henry VIII, that if all the portraits of tyrants, and murderers, and thieves did not exist, they might all be painted from the one face of Henry VIII; and turning that around another way, we will say, that if all the excellencies, beauties, and perfections of the human race were blotted out, they might all he painted again from the face of the Lord Jesus.

All over glorious is my Lord;

Must be beloved, and yet adored.