Psalms 8

1 For the end, concerning the wine presses, a Psalm of David. O Lord, our Lord, how wonderful is your name in all the earth! for your magnificence is exalted above the heavens.

Unto the end, for the presses: a psalm of David. O Lord our Lord, how admirable is thy name in the whole earth! For thy magnificence is elevated above the heavens.

2 Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings have you perfected praise, because of your enemies; that you might put down the enemy and avenger.

Out of the mouth of infants and of sucklings thou hast perfected praise, because of thy enemies, that thou mayst destroy the enemy and the avenger.

3 For I will regard the heavens, the work of your fingers; the moon and stars, which you have established.

For I will behold thy heavens, the works of thy fingers: the moon and the stars which thou hast founded.

4 What is man, that you are mindful of him? or the son of man, that you visit him?

What is man that thou art mindful of him? or the son of man that thou visitest hi?

5 You made him a little less than angels, you have crowned him with glory and honor;

Thou hast made him a little less than the angels, thou hast crowned him with glory and honour:

6 and you have set him over the works of your hands: you have put all things under his feet:

And hast set him over the works of thy hands.

7 sheep and all oxen, yes and the cattle of the field;

Thou hast subjected all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen: moreover the beasts also of the fields.

8 the birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea, the [creatures] passing through the paths of the sea.

The birds of the air, and the fishes of the sea, that pass through the paths of the sea.

9 O Lord our Lord, how wonderful is your name in all the earth!

O Lord our Lord, how admirable is thy name in all the earth!