I Am Beloved

You laid your hand upon the skies,

From night you formed each star;

You ordered them and know their names.

And I’m more loved, by far.

You laid your hand upon the skies

And colored dawn with light;

You painted it in splendid shades.

I bring you more delight

You laid your hand upon the skies

Where sparrows blithely sing.

Your eye’s on them, but I’m the one

Who sets your joy a’wing

Then let the stars dance through the night,

The dawn burst vibrantly.

And let the sparrows fill the sky;

You sent your Son for me!

 Psalm 8

¹ O LORD, our Lord,
       how majestic is your name in all the earth!
       You have set your glory above the heavens.

 ² From the lips of children and infants

       you have ordained praise because of your enemies,
       to silence the foe and the avenger.

 ³ When I consider your heavens,
       the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars,
       which you have set in place,

 ⁴ what is man that you are mindful of him,
       the son of man that you care for him?

 ⁵ You made him a little lower than the heavenly beings

       and crowned him with glory and honor.

 ⁶ You made him ruler over the works of your hands;
       you put everything under his feet:

 ⁷ all flocks and herds, and the beasts of the field,

 ⁸ the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea,
       all that swim the paths of the seas.

 ⁹ O LORD, our Lord,
       how majestic is your name in all the earth!