Tune: Ravenshaw
('Lord, they word abideth')
Luke 21 v.1-4
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Jesus at treasury
In the Temple did see
Many rich giving money
Casting it in freely
And He did see also
A poor widow, {He} did know
That she cast in two mites
At treasury {she} alights
They did make a farthing
Though she did both them bring
Jesus said, Truly I say
She did give more this day
More than all the rich there
For they, abundant fare
Did give to offerings
The cos to them, small thing
But the poor widow, she
Gave all she had, so be
All she had utterly
Of her deep poverty
Help us, Lord, quality
In our giving there be
Not so much quantity
Yet give generously
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: September 30th, 2021 01:28
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 6.6.6.6. metre.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
If only all those with power and money would give to the poor the world would be a better place.
Andy
Thanks Gold.
Good poem, Orchi.
Poor man gives a biscuit, Baker gives a loaf. God savors the biscuit. The devil gets the loaf.
Thanks Jerry.
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