Forgotten Mary Poem by Martha Nicholson
Forgotten Mary
Have they forgotten you Little Mary?
Loving Mary, Missionary Mary
The songs are sung
The crowds are gone
Disease took its tool
And you rest your head
On an invalid's bed
Dry your painfilled eyes, Gentle Mary
Time will go
Your health will glow
For your love for God is put to test
Your children will call you blessed
As do I
Sweet Mary, Patient Mary!
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