Psalms 8 2 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. 3 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. 4 When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; 5 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? 6 For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour. 7 Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet: 8 All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field; 9 The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas. 10 O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! |