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.

For the chief musician; set to the gittith style. A psalm of David. Yahweh our Lord, how magnificent is your name in all the earth, you who reveal your glory in the heavens above.

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.

Out of the mouth of babies and infants you have established praise because of your enemies, so that you might silence both 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 look up at your heavens, which your fingers have made, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,

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

Of what importance is the human race that you notice them, or mankind that you pay attention to them?

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

Yet you have made them only a little lower than the heavenly beings and have crowned them 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 to rule 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 oxen, and even 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 heavens, and the fish of the sea, everything that passes through the currents of the seas.

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

Yahweh our Lord, how magnificent is your name in all the earth!