Psalms 8

1 [For the Chief Musician; on an instrument of Gath. A Psalm by David.] Jehovah, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth. You have put your glory upon 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 From the lips of children and infants you have established praise, because of your adversaries, that you might silence 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 your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars which you have set in place;

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

4 what is man, that you think of him, and the son of man that you care for him?

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

5 For you have made him a little lower than the angels. You have crowned him with glory and honor,

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

6 and you made him ruler over the works of your hands. You have 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 cattle, and also the wild animals,

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

8 the birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea, whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

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

9 Jehovah, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth.

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