My Tithing

    “My Tithing,” Friend, Apr. 1973, 13

    My Tithing

    Whenever I work and earn a dime,

    I know that all of it’s not mine.

    One penny I put in a special place

    And then I spend the other nine.

    If I earned fifty cents some day,

    One nickel I’d put fast away,

    For that is what I’d owe the Lord

    As tithing—and I’d want to pay.

    One-tenth of all I earn is due.

    This may seem quite a lot to you,

    But I pay it gladly, for I know

    I’m doing what I ought to do.