Stars with glittering beauty bright
Are splayed across the sky;
The comets gleam in stellar flight–
But, O Lord, what am I?
The angels in their garments shine,
And see the Holy One;
Yet all the things of earth are mine
To hold in dominion.
I am no seraph, good and pure;
I am no star-like beauty.
Yet this one thing I know for sure–
The LORD God thinks of me!
*taken from Psalm 8:3-6