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,

For the leader: A psalm of David, to be accompanied by a stringed instrument. Lord our God! How glorious in all the earth is your name! Your praise reaches as high as the heavens,

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

from the mouths of children and infants. You have built a fortress against your enemies, to silence the foe and the rebel.

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

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set there,

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

what are mortals, that you think of them, humans, that you visit them?

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

Yet you made them little less than divine, crowned them with glory and majesty,

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

made them lord of the works of your hands, put all things under their feet –

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

sheep and oxen, all of them; and the wild beasts also:

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

birds of the air, and fish of the sea, and all that crosses the paths of the ocean.

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

Lord our God! How glorious in all the earth is your name!