Ps 8
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O LORD, our Lord, how glorious is Thy name in all the earth! whose majesty is rehearsed
above the heavens.
2
Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast Thou founded strength, because of Thine
adversaries; that Thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.
3
When I behold Thy heavens, the work of Thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which
Thou hast established;
4
What is man, that Thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that Thou thinkest
of him?
5
Yet Thou hast made him but little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with
glory and honour.
6
Thou hast made him to have dominion over the works of Thy hands; Thou hast put all
things under His feet:
7
Sheep and oxen, all of them, yea, and the beasts of the field;
8
The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea; whatsoever passeth through the paths
of the seas.
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O LORD, our Lord, how glorious is Thy name in all the earth!