Mosiah 11:3 -- And he laid a tax of one fifth part of all they possessed, a fifth part of their gold and of their silver, and a fifth part of their ziff, and of their copper, and of their brass and their iron; and a fifth part of their fatlings; and also a fifth part of all their grain.
What are taxes to the Lord? They're rendered unto Caesar.
Does He care if they are large or measured with a tweezer?
Half of all Norwegians earn is taken by the state,
but who has ever heard of them lamenting their hard fate?
Here in North America we give up so much less,
and yet we cry out constantly in anger and distress.
Again I ask does Heaven weep when tribute is required?
What treasure do our hearts love best -- can it be called inspired?
The fat of rams or widow's mite, a pound or two of ziff;
Excuse my flippant attitude, but really -- what's the diff?
It isn't what we earn or spend or have to pay in tax
that determines if we'll live in mansions or in shacks.
The giving heart that overflows with gratitude insures
that God will give us what we need as long as life endures.
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