Psalms 8

1 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.

To the chief music-maker on the Gittith. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, our Lord, whose glory is higher than the heavens, how noble is your name in all the earth!

2 From the mouths of infants and sucklings Thou hast founded strength, Because of Thine adversaries, To still an enemy and a self-avenger.

You have made clear your strength even out of the mouths of babies at the breast, because of those who are against you; so that you may put to shame the cruel and violent man.

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

When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places;

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

What is man, that you keep him in mind? the son of man, that you take him into account?

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

For you have made him only a little lower than the gods, crowning him with glory and honour.

6 Thou dost cause him to rule Over the works of Thy hands, All Thou hast placed under his feet.

You have made him ruler over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet;

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

All sheep and oxen, and all the beasts of the field;

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

The birds of the air and the fish of the sea, and whatever goes through the deep waters of the seas.

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

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