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.

Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, o Wee Mwathani witũ, kaĩ rĩĩtwa rĩaku nĩ inene gũkũ thĩ yothe-ĩ! Nĩũigĩte riiri waku o igũrũ matu-inĩ.

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.

Nĩũtũmĩte rũgooco ruume tũnua-inĩ twa ciana na twa ngenge, nĩ tondũ wa thũ ciaku, nĩguo ũkirie ũrĩa ũrĩ muku nawe o na mwĩrĩhĩria.

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

Rĩrĩa ndecũũrania ũhoro ũkoniĩ igũrũ rĩu rĩaku, ngoona wĩra wa ciara ciaku, mweri na njata icio wĩkĩrĩte kuo-rĩ,

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

mũndũ akĩrĩ kĩ tondũ ũikaraga ũkĩmwĩciiragia, nake mũrũ wa mũndũ akĩrĩ kĩ atĩ nĩkĩo ũmũmenyagĩrĩra?

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

Watũmire atigie o hanini aiganane nawe, na ũkĩmũhumba thũmbĩ ya riiri o na gĩtĩĩo.

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

Wamũtuire wa gwathaga mawĩra ma moko maku; ũkĩiga indo ciothe rungu rwa makinya make:

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

ndũũru ciothe cia mbũri na cia ngʼombe, na nyamũ cia gĩthaka,

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

na nyoni cia rĩera-inĩ, na thamaki cia iria-inĩ, na kĩrĩa gĩothe kĩgeragĩra kũu iria-inĩ thĩinĩ.

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

Wee Jehova, o Wee Mwathani witũ, kaĩ rĩĩtwa rĩaku nĩ inene gũkũ thĩ yothe-ĩ!