⁴ what are mere mortals that you should think about them,
    human beings that you should care for them?^[a]
5 Yet you made them only a little lower than God^[b]
    and crowned them^[c] with glory and honor.

¹⁷ How precious are your thoughts about me,^[a] O God.
    They cannot be numbered!
¹⁸ I can’t even count them;
    they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
    you are still with me!