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,

Načelniku godbe pri postaji Gitajski, psalm Davidov. Gospod, kralj naš, kako veličastno je ime tvoje na vesoljni zemlji, kateri razodevaš nadnebeško lepoto svojo.

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

Iz ust otrok in dojencev si ustanovil si utrjeno hvalo, zavoljo sovražnikov svojih, da krotiš neprijatelja in maščevalca.

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

Ko ogledujem nebesa tvoja, prstov tvojih delo, mesec in zvezde, ki si jih napravil;

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

Kaj je človek, da se ga spominjaš, ali sin človekov, da ga obiskuješ!

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

Malo si ga sicer postavil pod angele, a venčal si ga sè slavo in veličastvom.

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

Postavil si ga čez dela svojih rók; vse si položil pod noge njegove:

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

Drobnico in goveda, kolikor jih je, in tudi poljske živali;

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

Tice pod nebom in ribe v morji; karkoli se izprehaja po morskih stezah.

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

Gospod, kralj naš, kako veličastno je ime tvoje na vesoljni zemlji!