Salme 8

1 Til Sangmesteren; til Githith; en Psalme af David.

To the chief music-maker on the Gittith. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, our Lord, whose glory is higher than the heavens, how noble is your name in all the earth!

2 Herre, vort Herskab! hvor herligt er dit Navn over al Jorden, du, som udbreder din Majestæt over Himlene!

You have made clear your strength even out of the mouths of babies at the breast, because of those who are against you; so that you may put to shame the cruel and violent man.

3 Af de spædes og diendes Mund grundfæstede du en Magt for dine Fjenders Skyld for at standse Fjenden og den, som vil hævne sig.

When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places;

4 Naar jeg ser din Himmel, dine Fingres Gerning, Maanen og Stjernerne, som du beredte,

What is man, that you keep him in mind? the son of man, that you take him into account?

5 hvad er da et Menneske, at du kommer ham i Hu, og et Menneskes Barn, at du besøger ham?

For you have made him only a little lower than the gods, crowning him with glory and honour.

6 Og du har ladet ham blive lidet ringere end Englene; du kronede ham med Ære og Herlighed.

You have made him ruler over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet;

7 Du gør, at han hersker over dine Hænders Gerninger, du har lagt alting under hans Fødder:

All sheep and oxen, and all the beasts of the field;

8 Faar og Øksne, dem alle sammen, ja, ogsaa Markens Dyr,

The birds of the air and the fish of the sea, and whatever goes through the deep waters of the seas.

9 Fuglene under Himmelen og Fiskene i Havet, hvad som farer hen ad Havets Veje. Herre, vort Herskab! hvor herligt er dit Navn over al Jorden!

O Lord, our Lord, how noble is your name in all the earth!