Psalms 8

1 To him that excelleth on Gittith. A Psalme of Dauid. O Lord our Lord, how excellent is thy Name in all the worlde! which hast set thy glory aboue the heauens.

Ki te tino kaiwhakatangi. Kititi. He himene na Rawiri. E Ihowa, e to matou Ariki, ano te nui o tou ingoa i te whenua katoa! Paku ana i a koe tou kororia ki runga ake i nga rangi!

2 Out of the mouth of babes and suckelings hast thou ordeined strength, because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemie and the auenger.

U pu i a koe te kaha o te mangai o nga kohungahunga, o nga mea ngote u hei mea mo ou hoariri, hei pehi mo te hoariri, mo te kairapu utu.

3 When I beholde thine heauens, euen the workes of thy fingers, the moone and the starres which thou hast ordeined,

Ka titiro ahau ki au rangi, ki te mahi a ou maihao, ki te marama, ki nga whetu, i hanga nei e koe;

4 What is man, say I, that thou art mindefull of him? and the sonne of man, that thou visitest him?

He aha te tangata i maharatia ai e koe? te tama ranei a te tangata i tirohia ai ia e koe?

5 For thou hast made him a little lower then God, and crowned him with glory and worship.

Nohinohi nei te wahi i whakaititia iho ai ia e koe i te Atua, karaunatia ana ia e koe ki te kororia, ki te honore.

6 Thou hast made him to haue dominion in the workes of thine hands: thou hast put all things vnder his feete:

Waiho iho e koe hei kingi mo nga mahi a ou ringa; kua waiho e koe nga mea katoa i raro i ona waewae;

7 All sheepe and oxen: yea, and the beastes of the fielde:

Nga hipi katoa, nga puru, me nga kirehe katoa o te parae;

8 The foules of the ayre, and the fish of the sea, and that which passeth through the paths of the seas.

Te manu o te rangi, me te ika o te moana, e tere nei i nga ara o nga moana.

9 O Lord our Lord, howe excellent is thy Name in all the world!

E Ihowa, e to matou Ariki, ano te nui o tou ingoa i te whenua katoa!