| Chapter 8 |
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To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of David. O LORD our Lord, how excellent [is] thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens. --
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Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger. --
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When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; --
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What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? --
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For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour. --
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Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all [things] under his feet: --
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All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field; --
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The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, [and whatsoever] passeth through the paths of the seas. --
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O LORD our Lord, how excellent [is] thy name in all the earth! --
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