Psalms 8

1 To the ouercomere, for pressours, the salm of Dauid. Lord, thou art oure Lord; thi name is ful wonderful in al erthe. For thi greet doyng is reisid, aboue heuenes.

For the choirmaster. According to Gittith. A Psalm of David. O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is Your name in all the earth! You have set Your glory above the heavens.

2 Of the mouth of yonge children, not spekynge and soukynge mylk, thou madist perfitli heriyng, for thin enemyes; that thou destrie the enemy and avengere.

From the mouths of children and infants You have ordained praise on account of Your adversaries, to silence the enemy and avenger.

3 For Y schal se thin heuenes, the werkis of thi fyngris; the moone and sterris, whiche thou hast foundid.

When I behold Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, the moon and the stars, which You have set in place—

4 What is a man, that thou art myndeful of hym; ethir the sone of a virgyn, for thou visitist hym?

what is man that You are mindful of him, or the son of man that You care for him?

5 Thou hast maad hym a litil lesse than aungels; thou hast corouned hym with glorie and onour,

You made him a little lower than the angels; You crowned him with glory and honor.

6 and hast ordeyned hym aboue the werkis of thin hondis.

You made him ruler of the works of Your hands; You have placed everything under his feet:

7 Thou hast maad suget alle thingis vndur hise feet; alle scheep and oxis, ferthermore and the beestis of the feeld;

all sheep and oxen, and even the beasts of the field,

8 the briddis of the eir, and the fischis of the see; that passen bi the pathis of the see.

the birds of the air and the fish of the sea, all that swim the paths of the seas.

9 Lord, `thou art oure Lord; thi name `is wondurful in al erthe.

O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is Your name in all the earth!