Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU (Isaiah 49: 14-16)


I will never forget you,
My people
I have carved you
on the palm of My hand
I will never forget you
I will not leave you orphan
I will never forget My own

Does a mother forget her baby,
or a woman the child
within her womb?
Yet even if these forget,
yes even if these forget,
I will never forget My own

I will never forget you,
My people
I have carved you
on the palm of My hand
I will never forget you
I will not leave you orphan
I will never forget you,
My people
I have carved you
on the palm of My hand
I will never forget you
I will not leave you orphan
I will never forget My own

Submitted: Monday, March 05, 2007
Edited: Monday, February 24, 2014

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I found it on inside note book sold on my elementary school. So not mine.

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