*Forget Me Not by Pres. Dieter F. Uchtdorf is now available in book form at Deseret Book stores or wherever LDS books are sold.
Forget Me Not, O Lord
Words and music by Betsy Lee Bailey
Once a little flower, so tiny and alone, approached the great Creator with its plight:
"These others of Thy blooms, so glorious are known, will I be lost forever from Thy sight?
Forget me not, O Lord, is my humble plea.
Help me to be, O Lord, whatever thou wouldst have me be.
Forget me not, O Lord, tho' I may be small,
Give me the strength, I pray, to do Thy will each day.
Grant me the pow'r to fill the measure of my being."
When I'm feeling sad, discouraged and alone, I go before my maker with my plight:
"When I am compared to others I have known, will I be lost forever from Thy sight?
Forget me not, O Lord, is my humble plea.
Help me to be, O Lord, whatever thou wouldst have me be.
Forget me not, O Lord, though I may be small,
Give me the strength, I pray, to do Thy will each day.
Grant me the pow'r to fill the measure of my being."
Like the little flower, you think you are alone, so lost and insignificant and slight.
Your Father knows your needs, each child is loved and known.
His precious children are the source of His delight.
You are known.
You are loved.
Though you at times you feel so small,
He'll ease your pains.
He'll dry your tears
And give you power to fill the measure of your being.
About the Song: In his talk, Pres. Uchtdorf recalled a German folktale he remembered from his youth about how the forget-me not flower received its name. He used this as a metaphor for life. The first verse is sung by the soprano voices suggesting the point of view of the tiny flower. The second verse is sung by the alto voices giving the point of view of a woman. The last verse is sung by the men suggesting the perspective of our Father in Heaven.
This group of singers was gathered for a special reason. We were invited to make a recording of this song to present to President Uchtdorf for his birthday in 2011. President Uchtdorf was very appreciative of this gift and told us personally how much he loved the song.
Recording Credits: Piano, Dr. Robin Hancock; conductor, Betsy Bailey
"These others of Thy blooms, so glorious are known, will I be lost forever from Thy sight?
Forget me not, O Lord, is my humble plea.
Help me to be, O Lord, whatever thou wouldst have me be.
Forget me not, O Lord, tho' I may be small,
Give me the strength, I pray, to do Thy will each day.
Grant me the pow'r to fill the measure of my being."
When I'm feeling sad, discouraged and alone, I go before my maker with my plight:
"When I am compared to others I have known, will I be lost forever from Thy sight?
Forget me not, O Lord, is my humble plea.
Help me to be, O Lord, whatever thou wouldst have me be.
Forget me not, O Lord, though I may be small,
Give me the strength, I pray, to do Thy will each day.
Grant me the pow'r to fill the measure of my being."
Like the little flower, you think you are alone, so lost and insignificant and slight.
Your Father knows your needs, each child is loved and known.
His precious children are the source of His delight.
You are known.
You are loved.
Though you at times you feel so small,
He'll ease your pains.
He'll dry your tears
And give you power to fill the measure of your being.
About the Song: In his talk, Pres. Uchtdorf recalled a German folktale he remembered from his youth about how the forget-me not flower received its name. He used this as a metaphor for life. The first verse is sung by the soprano voices suggesting the point of view of the tiny flower. The second verse is sung by the alto voices giving the point of view of a woman. The last verse is sung by the men suggesting the perspective of our Father in Heaven.
This group of singers was gathered for a special reason. We were invited to make a recording of this song to present to President Uchtdorf for his birthday in 2011. President Uchtdorf was very appreciative of this gift and told us personally how much he loved the song.
Recording Credits: Piano, Dr. Robin Hancock; conductor, Betsy Bailey
