Psalms 8

1 For the chief musician; set to the gittith style. A psalm of David. Yahweh our Lord, how magnificent is your name in all the earth, you who reveal your glory in the heavens above.

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 babies and infants you have established praise because of your enemies, so that you might silence both 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 look up at your heavens, which your fingers have made, 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 Of what importance is the human race that you notice them, or mankind that you pay attention to them?

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

5 Yet you have made them only a little lower than the heavenly beings and have crowned them with glory and honor.

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

6 You make him to rule 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 oxen, and even the animals of the field,

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

8 the birds of the heavens, and the fish of the sea, everything that passes through the currents of the seas.

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

9 Yahweh our Lord, how magnificent is your name in all the earth!

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