Psalm 8
To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of David.
1 O Lord our God, in all the earth
how’s thy name wondrous great!
who hast thy glor’ous majesty
above the heavens set.
2 Out of the mouth of sucking babes
thy strength thou didst ordain,
that thou might’st still the enemy,
and them that thee disdain.
3 When I thy fingers’ work, thy heav’ns,
the moon and stars consider,
4 which thou hast set; What’s wretched man
that thou dost him remember?
or what’s the son of man, that thus
him visited thou hast?
5 For next to angels thou hast him
a little lower plac’d,
and hast with glory crowned him
and comely majesty:
6 And on thy works hast given him
lordly authority.
7 All hast thou put under his feet:
all sheep and oxen, yea,
8 and beasts of field; Fowls of the air,
and fishes of the sea,
and all that pass through paths of seas.
9 O Jehovah our Lord,
how wondrously magnificent
is thy name through the world!