"Thou shalt not be forgotten of Me " (Isa. 44 :21).

Not forgotten, while the banner
Of His everlasting love,
Spread on every wind of danger,
Floats thy trembling soul above.

Not forgotten, while beneath thee-
Proof against thy vain alarms-
With embrace secure and tender,
Fold the everlasting arms !

Not forgotten, while behind thee,
On the footprints of the past,
Goodness, hand in hand with mercy,
Follows closely to the last.

Not forgotten! Thou hast traced it
On life's pathway o'er and o'er;
Now it rises like a rainbow
Over all that lies before.

See! beneath that benediction,
Lighting up thy desert lot,
With each thorn of sore affliction
Springs a sweet forget-me-not!

Jesus bids thee come and gather
All these tokens of His love:
Thou art His "peculiar treasure;"
This He still delights to prove.

J. M. G.