Psalms 8

1 To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of David. O LORD our Lord, how excellent [is] thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.

To the Overseer, 'On the Gittith.' A Psalm of David. Jehovah, our Lord, How honourable Thy name in all the earth! Who settest thine honour on the heavens.

2 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.

From the mouths of infants and sucklings Thou hast founded strength, Because of Thine adversaries, To still an enemy and a self-avenger.

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

For I see Thy heavens, a work of Thy fingers, Moon and stars that Thou didst establish.

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

What [is] man that Thou rememberest him? The son of man that Thou inspectest him?

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

And causest him to lack a little of Godhead, And with honour and majesty compassest him.

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

Thou dost cause him to rule Over the works of Thy hands, All Thou hast placed under his feet.

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

Sheep and oxen, all of them, And also beasts of the field,

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

Bird of the heavens, and fish of the sea, Passing through the paths of the seas!

9 O LORD our Lord, how excellent [is] thy name in all the earth!

Jehovah, our Lord, How honourable Thy name in all the earth!