But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God's special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them? [^1]
You have made them "a little lower than the angels "and crowned them "with glory and honor.
How precious to me are your thoughts, "God! How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand — when I awake, I am still with you.
He raises the poor from the dust and lifts the needy from the ash heap;
he seats them with princes, with the princes of his people.
Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God.
Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.
But the LORD said to Samuel, "Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The LORD does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart."
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.