Psalms 8

Great(i) 1 To hym that excelleth in Githith, a Psalme of Dauid. O Lorde our gouernoure, howe excellent is thy name in all the world, thou that hast sett thy glory aboue the heauens? 2 Out of the mouth of very babes and sucklynges hast thou ordeyned strength because of thyne enemyes, that thou myghtest styll the enemye and the auenger. 3 For I wyll consydre thy heauens, euen the worcke of thy fyngers: the moone & the starres whych thou hast ordeyned. 4 What is man, that thou art myndfull of hym? and the sonne of man, that thou visytest hym? 5 Thou madest hym lower then the aungels, to crowne hym with glory & worshyppe. 6 Thou makest him to haue domynion in the workes of thy handes: and thou hast put all thynges in subieccion vnder his fete. 7 All shepe and oxen, ye and the beastes of the felde. 8 The foules of the ayre, and the fysshe of the see, & whatsoeuer walcketh thorow the pathes of the sees. 9 O Lorde oure gouernoure, howe excellent is thy name in all the worlde.