Psalms 8

1 For the music director. On the gittith. A psalm of David. Lord, our Lord, your magnificent reputation fills the earth! Your majesty is greater than the heavens above,

O YHWH our Sovereign, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.

2 and is sung by the voices of children and infants. Your strength counters your opponents, silencing the enemy and the avenger.

Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.

3 When I contemplate the heavens that your hands made, the moon and stars that you placed there,

When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

4 What are human beings that you should concern yourself with them? What are people that you should care for them?

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

5 You created them a little lower than God, crowning them with glory and majesty.

For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.

6 You put them in charge of all that you made, giving them authority over everything:

Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:

7 the sheep, the cattle, and the wild animals,

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

8 the birds in the sky, and the fish in the sea—everything that swims in the ocean.

The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.

9 Lord, our Lord, your magnificent reputation fills the earth!

O YHWH our Sovereign, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!