Amor Próprio

3 When I see thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and stars, which thou hast established;

4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

5 Thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and splendour.

17 But how precious are thy thoughts unto me, O *God! how great is the sum of them!

18 {If} I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I awake, I am still with thee.

7 He raiseth up the poor out of the dust; from the dung-hill he lifteth up the needy,

8 To set {him} among nobles, among the nobles of his people.

14 I will praise thee, for I am fearfully, wonderfully made. Marvellous are thy works; and {that} my soul knoweth right well.

3 For I say, through the grace which has been given to me, to every one that is among you, not to have high thoughts above what he should think; but to think so as to be wise, as God has dealt to each a measure of faith.