Psalms 81 To the chief music-maker on the Gittith. A Psalm. Of David.
2 (8:1) O Lord, our Lord, whose glory is higher than the heavens, how noble is your name in all the earth!
3 (8:2) You have made clear your strength even out of the mouths of babies at the breast, because of those who are against you; so that you may put to shame the cruel and violent man.
4 (8:3) When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places;
5 (8:4) What is man, that you keep him in mind? the son of man, that you take him into account?
6 (8:5) For you have made him only a little lower than the gods, crowning him with glory and honour.
7 (8:6) You have made him ruler over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet;
8 (8:7) All sheep and oxen, and all the beasts of the field;
9 (8:8) The birds of the air and the fish of the sea, and whatever goes through the deep waters of the seas.
10 (8:9) O Lord, our Lord, how noble is your name in all the earth!
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