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Sacrifice

          When he has more than he can eat
          To feed a stranger's not a feat.

          When he has more than he can spend
          It isn't hard to give or lend.

          Who gives but what he'll never miss
          Will never know what giving is.

          He'll win few praises from his Lord
          Who does but what he can afford.

          The widow's mite to heaven went
          Because real sacrifice it meant.