Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and not one of them shall fall on the ground without your Father.
Amen I say to thee, thou shalt not go out from thence till thou repay the last farthing.
Behold the birds of the air, for they neither sow, nor do they reap, nor gather into barns: and your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are not you of much more value than they?
And there came a certain poor widow, and she cast in two mites, which make a farthing.