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!

Oh Gospod, naš Gospod, kako odlično je tvoje ime na vsej zemlji! Ki si svojo slavo postavil nad nebo.

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.

Iz ust otročičev in dojenčkov si zaradi svojih sovražnikov odredil moč, da bi lahko utišal sovražnika in maščevalca.

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

Ko opazujem tvoje nebo, delo tvojih prstov, luno in zvezde, ki si jih odredil;

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

kaj je človek, da misliš nanj? In človeški sin, da ga obiskuješ?

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

Kajti naredil si ga malo nižjega kot angele in ga okronal s slavo in častjo.

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

Naredil si, da ima gospostvo nad deli tvojih rok; vse stvari si položil pod njegova stopala.

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

Vse ovce in vole, da in poljske živali,

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

zračno perjad in ribe morja in karkoli se giblje skozi morske steze.

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

Oh Gospod, naš Gospod, kako odlično je tvoje ime na vsej zemlji!