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.

For the music director. On the gittith. A psalm of David. Lord, our Lord, your magnificent reputation fills the earth! Your majesty is greater than the heavens above,

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

and is sung by the voices of children and infants. Your strength counters your opponents, silencing the enemy and the avenger.

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

When I contemplate the heavens that your hands made, the moon and stars that you placed there,

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

What are human beings that you should concern yourself with them? What are people that you should care for them?

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

You created them a little lower than God, crowning them with glory and majesty.

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

You put them in charge of all that you made, giving them authority over everything:

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

the sheep, the cattle, and the wild animals,

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

the birds in the sky, and the fish in the sea—everything that swims in the ocean.

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

Lord, our Lord, your magnificent reputation fills the earth!