When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers—
the moon and the stars you set in place—
what are mere mortals that you should think about them,
human beings that you should care for them?
When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers—
the moon and the stars you set in place—
what are mere mortals that you should think about them,
human beings that you should care for them?
Listen to my voice in the morning, LORD.
Each morning I bring my requests to you and wait expectantly.
Let all that I am praise the LORD.
O LORD my God, how great you are!
You are robed with honor and majesty.
You are dressed in a robe of light.
You stretch out the starry curtain of the heavens;
you lay out the rafters of your home in the rain clouds.
You make the clouds your chariot;
you ride upon the wings of the wind.
I will bless the LORD who guides me;
even at night my heart instructs me.
I know the LORD is always with me,
I will not be shaken, for he is right beside me.
One day soon afterward
Jesus went up on a mountain to pray,
and he prayed to God all night.
As the sun went down that evening,
people throughout the village
brought sick family members to Jesus.
No matter what their diseases were,
the touch of his hand healed every one.
“Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?
Tell me, if you know so much.
Who determined its dimensions
and stretched out the surveying line?
What supports its foundations,
and who laid its cornerstone
as the morning stars sand together
and all the angels shouted for joy?
Jesus replied, “The Scriptures say,
‘You must worship the LORD your God
and serve only him’”
(Denali from Mt. McKinley Lodge)