Salme 8

1 (Til sangmesteren. Al-haggittit. En salme af David.) HERRE, vor Herre, hvor herligt er dit Navn på den vide Jord du, som bredte din Højhed ud over Himlen!

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 Af spædes og diendes Mund har du rejst dig et Værn for dine Modstanderes Skyld, for at bringe til Tavshed Fjende og Hævner.

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 Når jeg ser din Himmel, dine Fingres Værk, Månen og Stjernerne, som du skabte,

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

4 hvad er da et Menneske, at du kommer ham i Hu, et Menneskebarn, at du tager dig af ham?

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

5 Du gjorde ham lidet ringere end Gud. med Ære og Herlighed kroned du ham;

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

6 du satte ham over dine Hænders Værk, alt lagde du under hans Fødder,

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

7 Småkvæg og Okser til Hobe, ja, Markens vilde Dyr,

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

8 Himlens Fugle og Havets Fisk, alt, hvad der farer ad Havenes Stier.

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

9 HERRE, vor Herre, hvor herligt er dit Navn på den vide Jord!

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