O Lord our sovereign,
How glorious is thy name in all the earth!
Thy majesty is praised high as the heavens.
Out of the mouths of babes, of infants at the breast,
Thou hast rebuked the mighty,
Silencing enmity and vengeance to teach thy foes a lesson.
When I look up at thy heavens, the work of thy fingers,
The moon and the stars set in their place by thee,
What is man that thou shouldest care for him,
Mortal man that thou shouldest care for him?
Yet thou hast made him little less than a god,
Crowning him with glory and honour.
Thou makest him master over all thy creatures;
Thou hast put everything under his feet:
All sheep and oxen, all the wild beasts,
The birds in the air and the fish in the sea,
And all that moves along the paths of the ocean.
O Lord our sovereign,
How glorious is thy name in all the earth!
Psalm 8
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