Psalm 8
O Lord our Governor
: how glorious is your name in all the earth!
Your majesty above the heavens is yet recounted
: by the mouths of babes and sucklings.
You have founded a strong defence against your adversaries
: to quell the enemy and the avenger.
When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers
: the moon and the stars which you have set in order,
What is man, that you should be mindful of him
: or the son of man, that you should care for him?
Yet you have made him little less than a god
: and have crowned him with glory and honour.
You have made him the master of your handiwork
: and have put all things in subjection beneath his feet,
All sheep and oxen
: and all the creatures of the field,
The birds of the air and the fish of the sea
: and everything that moves in the pathways of the great waters.
O Lord our Governor
: how glorious is your name in all the earth!