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.

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 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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