A MITE SONG by Christian Giver

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Mar 5, 1885

A MITE SONG.

By Christian Giver

Only a drop in the bucket, But every drop will tell; The bucket would soon be empty, Without the drops in the well.

Only a poor little penny, It was all I had to give; But as pennies make the dollars, It may help some cause to live.

A few little bits of ribbon And some toys—they were not new— But they made the sick child happy, Which has made me happy, too.

Only some outgrown garments— They were all I had to spare— But they'd help to clothe the needy, And the poor are everywhere.

A word now and then of comfort, That cost me nothing to say; But the poor old man died happy, And it helped him on the way.

God loveth the cheerful giver, Though the gift be poor and small; What doth he think of his children When they never give at all?

—Christian Giver.