All Mine

EMMA VIOLA WHEELER

All mine the joys of Spirit—all mine to send abroad
Some thought to help my neighbor, some truth about our God;
Mine too the tender loving, the omnipresent care,
The perfect understanding that Love is everywhere.
I would not then be greedy, but see that others live;
Mine thus to aid the needy—and mine to have and give.

All mine the peace of heaven, the harmony of Mind,
The sense of Love impartial, reflected in mankind.
Mine, mine, the sweet assurance that nothing ever harms,
That 'round and underneath me are the everlasting arms.
All mine; but oh, what pleasure it gives me just to tell
That every dear prized treasure is all mankind's as well.