8:1 To
the
chiefe
Musicion
vpon
Gittith,
a
Psalme
of
Dauid.
O
Lord
our
Lord,
how
excellent
is
thy
name
in
all
the
earth!
who
hast
set
thy
glory
aboue
the
heauens.
8:2 Out
of
the
mouth
of
babes
and
sucklings
hast
thou
ordained
strength,
because
of
thine
enemies,
that
thou
mightest
still
the
enemie
and
the
auenger.
8:3 When
I
consider
thy
heauens,
the
worke
of
thy
fingers,
the
moone
and
the
starres
which
thou
hast
ordained;
8:4 What
is
man,
that
thou
art
mindfull
of
him
and
the
sonne
of
man,
that
thou
visitest
him
8:5 For
thou
hast
made
him
a
little
lower
then
the
Angels;
and
hast
crowned
him
with
glory
and
honour.
8:6 Thou
madest
him
to
haue
dominion
ouer
the
workes
of
thy
hands;
thou
hast
put
all
things
vnder
his
feete.
8:7 All
sheepe
and
oxen,
yea
and
the
beasts
of
the
field.
8:8 The
foule
of
the
aire,
and
the
fish
of
the
sea,
and
whatsoeuer
passeth
through
the
paths
of
the
seas.
8:9 O
Lord
our
Lord,
how
excellent
is
thy
name
in
all
the
earth!
