Lord Most High, Creator of heaven and earth,
You remember, O Lord, that we are dust; help me to do the same. You know, O Lord, that we were made little lower than the angels; help me to understand that. You see, O Lord, in every human the reflection of Your image; open my eyes to that truth.
Help me to love my enemies. Give me a heart for the hurting and the powerless. Help me to see the plight of the poor, the orphaned, the widowed, and the immigrant.
Remake me in the image of Your Son.