Psalms 8

1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." A Melody of David. O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth, Who hast set thy splendour upon the heavens.

[For the Chief Musician; on an instrument of Gath. A Psalm by David.] YHWH, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth. You have put your glory upon the heavens.

2 Out of the mouth of children and sucklings, hast thou laid a foundation of strength, —because of thine adversaries, to make foe and avenger be still.

From the lips of children and infants you have established praise, because of your adversaries, that you might silence the enemy and the avenger.

3 When I view thy heavens, the work, of thy fingers, moon and stars, which thou hast established,

When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars which you have set in place;

4 What was weak man, that thou shouldst make mention of him? or the son of the earthborn, that thou shouldst set him in charge?

what is man, that you think of him, and the son of man that you care for him?

5 That thou shouldst make him little less than messengers of God, with glory and honour, shouldst crown him?

For you have made him a little lower than the angels. You have crowned him with glory and honor,

6 Shouldst give him dominion over the works of thy hands, —All things, shouldst have put under his feet:

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

7 Sheep and oxen, all of them, —yea even the beasts of the field;

all sheep and cattle, and also the wild animals,

8 The bird of the heavens, and the fishes of the sea, — the passer-by on the paths of the seas?

the birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea, whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

9 O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth.

YHWH, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth.