Psalm 8

To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of David.

8:1
¶ O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.
8:2
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.
8:3
When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;
8:4
What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?
8:5
For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.
8:6
Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:
8:7
All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field;
8:8
The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.
8:9
O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!