When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and stars that you set in place, What are humans that you are mindful of them, mere mortals that you care for them? Yet you have made them little less than a god, crowned them with glory and honor.
(Speak to God, using these or your own words.)
God of all creation, thank you for your loving and tender care of us. Help me to grow in awareness of the great dignity to which you call us, and to share it with those I meet.