Bay Psalm Book: Psalm 8

Psalme 8

To the chiefe Musician upon Gittith, a psalme of David.

¹ O LORD our God in all the earth how’s thy name wondrous great who hast hy glorious majesty above the heavens set.

² out of the mouth of sucking babes. thy strength thou didst ordeine, that thou mightst still the enemy, and them that thee disdaine.

³ when I thy fingers work, thy Heav’ns, the moone and starres consider ⁴ which thou hast set. What’s wretched man that thou dost him remember?

or what’s the Son of man, that thus him visited thou hast? ⁵ For next to Angells, thou hast him a litle lower plac’t

and hast with glory crowned him, and comely majesty: ⁶ And on thy works hast given him, lordly authoriy.

⁷ All hast thou put under his feet; all sheep and oxen, yea ⁸ and beasts of field> Foules of the ayre, and fishes of the sea,

and all that passe through paths of seas, ⁹ Ijehovah our Lord, how wondrously-magnificent is thy name through the world?