Even the sparrow has found a home, And the swallow a nest for herself, Where she may lay her young -- [Even] Your altars, O LORD of hosts, My King and my God.

Where the birds make their nests; The stork has her home in the fir trees.

But I [am] poor and needy; [Yet] the LORD thinks upon me. You [are] my help and my deliverer; Do not delay, O my God.

But I [am] poor and sorrowful; Let Your salvation, O God, set me up on high.

For I [am] poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.

For He shall grow up before Him as a tender plant, And as a root out of dry ground. He has no form or comeliness; And when we see Him, [There is] no beauty that we should desire Him.

He is despised and rejected by men, A Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief. And we hid, as it were, [our] faces from Him; He was despised, and we did not esteem Him.

And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.

"And this [will be] the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger."

And they came with haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the Babe lying in a manger.

and Joanna the wife of Chuza, Herod's steward, and Susanna, and many others who provided for Him from their substance.

For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though He was rich, yet for your sakes He became poor, that you through His poverty might become rich.