Psalms 8

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

Adonai, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth, who has set your glory above the heavens!

2 Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou perfected praise, because of thine enemies; that thou mightest put down the enemy and avenger.

From the lips of babes and infants you have established strength, because of your adversaries, that you might silence the enemy and the avenger.

3 For I will regard the heavens, the work of thy fingers; the moon and stars, which thou hast established.

When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have ordained;

4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? or the son of man, that thou visitest him?

what is man, that you think of him? What is the son of man, that you care for him?

5 Thou madest him a little less than angels, thou hast crowned him with glory and honour;

For you have made him a little lower than the angels, and crowned him with glory and honor.

6 and thou hast set him over the works of thy hands: thou hast put all things under his feet:

You make him ruler over the works of your hands. You have put all things under his feet:

7 sheep and all oxen, yea and the cattle of the field;

All sheep and cattle, yes, and the animals of the field,

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

The birds of the sky, the fish of the sea, and whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

9 O Lord our Lord, how wonderful is thy name in all the earth!

Adonai, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!