Who, being loved, is poor?

Who, being loved, is poor?

What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the read more

What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the Lord God of hosts.

But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you read more

But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak read more

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak blows the blast--your hat has got a hole in it.
So have your breeches.

Content with poverty, my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

Content with poverty, my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared read more

We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty.

When you're really poor, everything you see
is something you can't have.

When you're really poor, everything you see
is something you can't have.

I thank fate for having made me born poor. Poverty taught me the true value of the gifts useful to read more

I thank fate for having made me born poor. Poverty taught me the true value of the gifts useful to life.

So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as
an armed man.

So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as
an armed man.