Psalms

Chapter 8

  1. 1

    Unto the end, for the presses: a psalm of David.

  2. 2

    O Lord our Lord, how admirable is thy name in the whole earth! For thy magnificence is elevated above the heavens.

  3. 3

    Out of the mouth of infants and of sucklings thou hast perfected praise, because of thy enemies, that thou mayst destroy the enemy and the avenger.

  4. 4

    For I will behold thy heavens, the works of thy fingers: the moon and the stars which thou hast founded.

  5. 5

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

  6. 6

    Thou hast made him a little less than the angels, thou hast crowned him with glory and honour:

  7. 7

    And hast set him over the works of thy hands.

  8. 8

    Thou hast subjected all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen: moreover the beasts also of the fields.

  9. 9

    The birds of the air, and the fishes of the sea, that pass through the paths of the sea.

  10. 10

    O Lord our Lord, how admirable is thy name in all the earth!