“Yet will not I forget thee. Behold I have graven thee upon the palms of My hands.” Isaiah 49:15, 16
“A wonderful story of matchless love!
That you are so dear to Christ above;
He stands for you when you cannot fight,
He comforts you in the gloom of night.
The sorrow that bows you down He bears,
He loves and pardons, because He cares.
If ever you fear He could forget,
Remember the truth in His promise set,
And let it be to you balm of balms,
“Behold I have graven thee on My palms.”