I Am His, and He Is Mine

John William Inchbold. Lake of Geneva looking West near Territet.

Heaven above is softer blue, 
Earth around is sweeter green!
Something lives in every hue
Christless eyes have never seen;

Birds with gladder songs overflow,
Flowers with deeper beauties shine,
Since I know, as now I know,
I am His, and He is mine.

George Wade Robinson