Aren’t two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father’s will.
I tell you the truth, you will never get out of there until you have paid the last penny!
Look at the birds in the sky: They do not sow, or reap, or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you more valuable than they are?
And a poor widow came and put in two small copper coins, worth less than a penny.