THE WIDOW'S MITE

The widow reached into her jar,
For her last two coins to take,
For today she’d visit the temple,
And an offering she would make.

Though it was all the widow had
To supply her daily bread,
She trusted in her Father’s love;
By His hand she would be fed.

She’d gladly give her last two coins
And would sacrifice her all,
Though in contrast to what some would give,
Her offering seemed so small.

At the temple she caught the eye
Of Jesus as He smiled
When she offered God her two small coins
With faith of a little child.

Then Jesus drew His disciples near
And to them was heard to say,
“This widow gave more than the rest,
For she gave her all today.”

So when we give our very best,
Though small like the widow’s mite,
The Lord will bless us in return,
For it’s precious in His sight.

God has proven that He will bless
And supply our ev’ry need
When we give Him the best we have
With faith of a mustard seed.


Copyrighted by Linda J. Stevenson.
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