Psalms 8

1 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!

Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, o Wee Mwathani witũ, kaĩ rĩĩtwa rĩaku nĩ inene gũkũ thĩ yothe-ĩ! Nĩũigĩte riiri waku o igũrũ matu-inĩ.

2 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.

Nĩũtũmĩte rũgooco ruume tũnua-inĩ twa ciana na twa ngenge, nĩ tondũ wa thũ ciaku, nĩguo ũkirie ũrĩa ũrĩ muku nawe o na mwĩrĩhĩria.

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

Rĩrĩa ndecũũrania ũhoro ũkoniĩ igũrũ rĩu rĩaku, ngoona wĩra wa ciara ciaku, mweri na njata icio wĩkĩrĩte kuo-rĩ,

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

mũndũ akĩrĩ kĩ tondũ ũikaraga ũkĩmwĩciiragia, nake mũrũ wa mũndũ akĩrĩ kĩ atĩ nĩkĩo ũmũmenyagĩrĩra?

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

Watũmire atigie o hanini aiganane nawe, na ũkĩmũhumba thũmbĩ ya riiri o na gĩtĩĩo.

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

Wamũtuire wa gwathaga mawĩra ma moko maku; ũkĩiga indo ciothe rungu rwa makinya make:

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

ndũũru ciothe cia mbũri na cia ngʼombe, na nyamũ cia gĩthaka,

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

na nyoni cia rĩera-inĩ, na thamaki cia iria-inĩ, na kĩrĩa gĩothe kĩgeragĩra kũu iria-inĩ thĩinĩ.

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

Wee Jehova, o Wee Mwathani witũ, kaĩ rĩĩtwa rĩaku nĩ inene gũkũ thĩ yothe-ĩ!