Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? And none of them doth light on the ground, without your father.
I say unto thee verily: thou shalt not come out thence till thou have paid the utmost farthing.
Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither reap, nor yet carry into the barns, and yet your heavenly father feedeth them. Are ye not better than they?
And there came a certain poor widow, and she threw in two mites, which make a farthing.