When
he has more than he can eat
To feed a stranger's not a feat.
To feed a stranger's not a feat.
he has more than he can spend
It isn't hard to give or lend.
It isn't hard to give or lend.
gives but what he'll never miss
Will never know what giving is.
Will never know what giving is.
win few praises from his Lord
Who does but what he can afford.
Who does but what he can afford.
widow's mite to heaven went
Because real sacrifice it meant.
Because real sacrifice it meant.
From: “Just Plain Folks
By: Edgar A. Guest
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