Psalms 8

1 For the end, concerning the wine presses, a Psalm of David. O Lord, our Lord, how wonderful is your name in all the earth! for your magnificence is exalted above the heavens.

To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of David. O LORD our Lord, how excellent [is] thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.

2 Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings have you perfected praise, because of your enemies; that you might put down the enemy and avenger.

Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.

3 For I will regard the heavens, the work of your fingers; the moon and stars, which you have established.

When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

4 What is man, that you are mindful of him? or the son of man, that you visit him?

What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

5 You made him a little less than angels, you have crowned him with glory and honor;

For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.

6 and you have set him over the works of your hands: you have put all things under his feet:

Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all [things] under his feet:

7 sheep and all oxen, yes and the cattle of the field;

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

8 the birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea, the [creatures] passing through the paths of the sea.

The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, [and whatsoever] passeth through the paths of the seas.

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

O LORD our Lord, how excellent [is] thy name in all the earth!