O Lord, our God, how glorious
Is thy name in all the earth!
Thou hast
spread thy splendor over the heavens;
At the
cry of babes and infants
Thou hast set up a bulwark, because of thine enemies,
To
silence the foe and avenger.
When I see thy heavens, the
work of thy fingers,
The
moon and
stars which thou hast made;
What is
man that thou art mindful of him;
Or the son of man that thou visitest him?
Yet thou hast made him little less than divine,
And hast crowned him with glory and honor,
Making him lord of creation,
So that all things are subject to him.
The
sheep and the oxen, all of them,
Yes, and the
beasts of the field,
The
birds of the
air and the fish,
That dart through the
paths of the sea.
O Lord, our God, how glorious
Is thy name in all the earth!