Comes a message from above--
"As thyself thy neighbor love."
With myself so vexed I grow--
Of my weakness weary so;
Easier may I tolerate
My neighbor than myself not hate.
Take not part of thee for whole;
Thou art neighbor to thy soul;
The ray from heaven that gilds the clod
Love thou, for it comes from God.
Bear thou with thy human clay,
Lest thou miss the heaven-sent ray.
--Edward Sandford Martin.