Adapted by Lisa Huddleston
This morning I rise to lift my eyes to You,
the One who sits on the throne of Heaven.
Like my dog whose eyes watch and wait for me to stir in my bed signalling that I am awake,
Like my cat whose ears listen just outside my door for a whispered, “Good morning” to exhale from my lips,
Let me keep my eyes and ears fixed on You,
Looking for your favor, Listening for your voice.
Show me your favor, Lord, let me hear sweet favor from your lips, O Lord.
For I have more than enough contempt in my life,
More than enough scorn and arrogance and contempt and pride.
Show me your favor, Lord.