Who is my neighbor? He of whom 'tis said That I must love e'en as my very self, And act unto as Good Samaritan In time of need? Does this imply that he Whose latticed porch is shadowed by the sun Upon my walk has the first claim on me For love and help? Or is it he who comes Each day with me in contact on the mart Within the town? Oh, foolish soul to ask! My neighbor is the world and all therein; The lowly, poor, the struggling, troubled heart, The sick, the lame, and they whom sorrow rules Are neighbors all to me—and I should strive To prove my love to them in everything. |