Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies, and not one of them is forgotten before God?
He gives to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.
And there came a certain poor widow, and she threw in two mites, which make a penny.
Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feeds them: how much more are you better than the birds?
Consider the lilies how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you, that Solomon in all his glory was not adorned like one of these.