Hearken, my beloved brethren, Hath not Elohim chosen the poor of this world rich in faith, and heirs of the Kingdom which he hath promised to them that love him?
Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O YY -TZvaot, my King, and my Elohim.
For ye know the grace of our Lord Y'shuw`a HaMoshiach, that, though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich.
Which indeed is the least of all seeds: but when it is grown, it is the greatest among herbs, and becometh a tree, so that the birds of the air come and lodge in the branches thereof.