Psalm VIII

O Lord our Lord through all the earth,
How excellent is thy [Great] name,
Who hast thy Glory high advanc'd
Above the [Heavens and] starry frame.

From Infants and from Childrens mouths
Thou [Wisdomes] power didst ordain
For thy foes sake; that so thou might'st
The [cruel] wrath of them restrain.

When I consider well the Heav'ns,
Which thy own [hand and] power fram'd;
The Moon and the bright shining Stars,
All which [were by] thy word ordain'd.

Then say I, what is man, that thou
Of him hast [daily] mindful been?
And what's the son of man, that thou
[So much] regard'st and visit'st him?

Thou mad'st him little lower than
The [blessed] Angels in degree,
And hast with honour crowned him,
And [with some] rays of Majesty.

Thou gavest him dominion
O're [all] these [great] works of thy hand;
Thou hast subjected all to him
To be at this [ruling] command.

The Pasture Flocks, the Oxen strong,
[Do all] to him obedience yield;
And thou subjectest unto him
The [very] wild beasts of the field;

The fowl that flyeth in the air,
[The] fish that in [the] seas do play,
And whatsoever through the deeps
Of the [great] Ocean makes its way.

Our Owner and our Governour
[Art thou] the Lord of this great frame,
How excellent through all the earth
Is thy most [Holy] Glorious name.