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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 30, 1907

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 84, No. 22.

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Not One Forgotten

By MRS. M. C. DU BOIS

MRS. M. C. DU BOIS
“Not one of them is forgotten before God.” Luke 12:6. When we consider that these words were spoken of a tiny bird, our hearts should indeed rejoice; for we are assured, “Ye are of more value than many sparrows.” Does Jesus mean what he says? If he does, why not trust fully, instead of fretting and worrying over temporal affairs? After doing the best we can, why not rest our every care upon him who careth for us?
What comfort in the thought that God knows all about us! “Even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.” And this is not all; he counts all our steps. Job 31:4. He knows our thoughts; he knows our every need. He is able and willing to help us. He is a very present help in time of trouble. Why should we fear? God never forgets us, though we forget him, and wander from his side. Are we ever tempted to doubt God’s love and care over us? Let us do so no more, but rather sing,—
There’s a word of tender beauty     In the sayings of our Lord; How it stirs the heart to music,     Wak’ing gratitude’s sweet chord; For it tells me that “our Father,”     From his throne of royal might, Bends to note a falling sparrow,     For ’tis precious in his sight.
CHORUS:
In my Father’s blessed keeping     I am happy, safe, and free; While his eye is on the sparrow,     I will not forgotten be.
Though I’m least of all his children,     So unworthy of his love, Yet for me there’s kind remembrance     In the Father-heart above; He will ever save and keep me;     He will guide me on the way, For my Saviour gently whispers,     “Are ye not worth more than they?”
O, the wounded hands of Jesus     All the springs of life control; Is there any ill can harm me     While his blood is on my soul? Let me, like the little sparrow,     Trust him where I can not see, In the sunshine and the shadow,     Singing, He will care for me.
O, the tender, loving care of our Father! How our hearts should rejoice in praises to his holy name when we think of his many precious promises to those who trust him. Cast away your unbelief, dear tempted one, and trust him where you can not see, for he will not forget you. Why forget him who is able to do so much for you?
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