Alma 29

O that I were an angel and could have the wish of my heart. I would tell everyone to repent! I would teach every soul to come to God.

But I sin in my wish. I ought to be satisfied with the things the Lord has given me. Why do I want to do more than I am called to do? Why should I wish that I could speak to all the earth?

I do not glory of myself, but I glory in what the Lord has told me to do to bring some soul to repentance. This is my joy. When I see people coming to the Lord God, my soul is filled with joy.

I remember what the Lord has done for me. He hears my prayers. I remember His mercy. When I think of the success of my brothers, my soul is carried away in such great joy that my spirit is separated from my body.