Salme 8

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

For the end, concerning the wine presses, a Psalm of David. O Lord, our Lord, how wonderful is your name in all the earth! for your magnificence is exalted above the heavens.

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

Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings have you perfected praise, because of your enemies; that you might put down the enemy and avenger.

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.

For I will regard the heavens, the work of your fingers; the moon and stars, which you have established.

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

What is man, that you are mindful of him? or the son of man, that you visit him?

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

You made him a little less than angels, you have crowned him with glory and honour;

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

and you have set him 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:

sheep and all oxen, yes and the cattle of the field;

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

the birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea, the [creatures] passing through the paths of the sea.

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 wonderful is your name in all the earth!