But you are a chosen race, a kingly priesthood, a holy nation, God's own people, that you may proclaim the virtues of him who called you from darkness into his wonderful light.
Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten before God.
But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Never fear; you are worth more than many sparrows.
Through the grace given to me I say to every one among you not to think of himself more highly than he ought, but to think so as to become wise, as God has allotted to each a measure of faith.