Away from the fault-finding people, he turned to the merciful God.
Remember Thou me, O God, for good; others blame me, but it is Thy praise alone that I crave, wipe not _Thou_ out my good deeds, spare _Thou_ me in the greatness of Thy mercy.
There is no pride or boasting in this prayer.

Is it not the very prayer of the penitent thief, 'Lord, remember me ?' Look carefully at the wording of it, and you will notice, as Bishop Wordsworth so beautifully points out, that it is humble in its every detail.

Nehemiah does not say, publish to the world my good deeds, but wipe them not out.

He does not say, reward me, but remember me.

He does not say, remember me for my merit, but according to the greatest of Thy mercies.
So Nehemiah passes away from our sight with that prayer on his lips, 'Remember me, O my God, for good.' And was the prayer heard?
Was Nehemiah remembered?
Did God, has God forgotten His faithful servant?
Surely not, for 'The righteous shall be had in everlasting remembrance.' Remembered by God, and remembered for ever, entered in the great book of God's remembrance, of which he had so often thought, and of which Malachi had written.
The day is coming when we shall see Nehemiah the cup-bearer.