Glorious Lord God, our inmost hearts worship you; for you are high above the heavens, and yet you humbled yourself to behold the things that are in heaven and that are on earth. And in your condescension you have regard for the very lowest of mankind.
Many of us can sing “he has regarded my low estate,” for you do raise the poor out of the dust, and the needy out of the dunghill, that you may set them among princes, even the princes of the people. Who is a God like you? Hallelujah! Our praises shall never cease: from the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same and all through the night watches, the Lord’s name is to be praised.