Ps 8
1 
               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.
                  
               9 
               O LORD, our Lord, how glorious is Thy name in all the earth!