Jesus sat and watched the crowd
At the temple treasury.
Some that day were rich and proud,
Making sure that all could see
Their great generosity.
Then a widow came along
Who had nothing she could spare.
Yet her faith in God was strong
And she gave as few would dare:
All she had, she chose to share.
Just a penny, nothing more,
Yet Christ said her gift was best.
What a risk, for one so poor!
What rich faith her gift expressed!
Trusting, giving, she was blest.
Lord, you see the way we live;
All within our hearts, you know.
Like that widow, may we give.
Trusting you, our gifts will grow
And our joy will overflow.
|First Line:||Jesus sat and watched the crowd|
|Title:||Jesus Sat and Watched the Crowd|
|Author:||Carolyn Winfrey Gillette (2000)|
|Scripture:||Luke 21:1-4; Mark 12:41-44|
|Topic:||Jesus Christ: Ministry; Stewardship|
|Copyright:||Copyright © 2000 by Carolyn Winfrey Gillette. All rights reserved|
|Composer:||H. A. Cé</Font>sar Malan</Font> (1827)|