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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 22, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 21.

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Unforgotten

By MARIANNE FARNINGHAM

MARIANNE FARNINGHAM
I cannot tell why there should come to me A thought of some one miles and years away In swift insistence on the memory, Unless there be a need that I should pray.
Old friends are far away; we seldom meet To talk of Jesus or changes day by day, Of pain, pleasure, triumph, or defeat, Or special reasons why ’tis time to pray.
We are too busy even to spend thought For days together of some friends away; Perhaps God does it for us, and we ought To read His signal as a call to pray.
Perhaps my friend just then has fiercer fight, A more appalling weakness or decay Of courage, darkness, some lost sense of right; And so in case you need my prayer, I pray.
Friend, do the same for me. If I intrude Unasked upon you on some crowded day, Give me a moment’s prayer as interlude; Be sure I need it, therefore pray.
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