Oh great God of Creation, be God over all of me.

I am weak, but your strength is without equal.

I am weary, but you never falter, never sleep, never run out of energy, and never make excuses.

This body is broken, but you are the greatest physician of all time.

I am tiny, but you fill every corner of the universe’s vast expanse.

I am poor, but you own all of Creation.

I am flawed, but you are perfection.

I am selfish, but you sacrificed everything you are to come to my rescue.

I am apathetic, but you care about the soul of every person who has ever lived and ever will.

I am dirty, but there’s nothing your blood can’t wash and make pure.

My tongue is wicked, but your words are the source of life.

I am ineffectual, but you are all-seeing, all-knowing, and all-powerful.

I am inconsistent, but you never change.

I am unreliable, but you are faithful beyond the very end of time.

I am pursued by trouble and darkness, but you are my protector, sheltering me under your mighty wing.

Oh great God of Creation, be God over all of me.