1 T o the chiefe musition vpon Gittith, a psalme of Dauid. O God our Lorde, howe excellent is thy name in all the earth? for that thou hast set thy glory aboue the heauens.
2 Out of the mouth of very babes and sucklinges thou hast layde the foundation of thy strength for thyne aduersaries sake: that thou mightest styll the enemie and the auenger.
3 For I will consider thy heauens, euen the workes of thy fingers: the moone and the starres whiche thou hast ordayned.
4 What is man that thou art myndfull of him? and the sonne of man that thou visitest hym?
5 Thou hast made hym somthyng inferiour to angels: thou hast crowned him with glory and worship.
6 Thou makest hym to haue dominion of the workes of thy handes: and thou hast put all thinges in subiection vnder his feete,
7 All sheepe and oxen, & also the beastes of the fielde:
8 the foules of the ayre, and the fishe of the sea, and whatsoeuer swymmeth in the seas.
9 O God our Lorde: howe excellent great is thy name in all the earth?