PSALM 8
1 To the overcomer, for[the]pressers[or wine presses], the psalm of David. Lord, thou art our Lord; thy name is full wonderful in all [the] earth. For thy great doing is raised up, above heavens.
2 Of the mouth of young children, not speaking and sucking milk, thou hast made perfect praising, for thine enemies; that thou destroy the enemy and the avenger.
3 For I shall see thine heavens, the works of thy fingers; the moon and the stars, which thou hast founded.
4 What is a man, that is mankind, that thou art mindful of him; either the son of a virgin [or the son of man], for thou visitest him?
5 Thou hast made him a little less than angels; thou hast crowned him with glory and honour,
6 and thou hast ordained him above the works of thine hands. Thou hast made subject all things under his feet;
7 all sheep and oxen, furthermore and the beasts of the field;
8 the birds of the air, and the fishes of the sea, and all the other creatures that pass by the paths of the sea.
9 Lord, our Lord; how wonderful is thy name in all [the] earth.