Psalm 8 Saturday Midday 2
& 4
Yahweh
our Lord, * how glorious is your name * through all the earth!
I will adore your majesty * above the
heavens, * with the lips of nursing babies.
You built a fortress for your dwelling, *
having silenced your adversaries, * the enemy and the avenger.
When I see your heavens, * the work of
your fingers,
the moon and the stars * which you
created:
What is man that you should think of
him, * or the son of man that you should care for him?
Yet you made him a little less than the
gods; * with honor and glory you crowned him.
You made him lord over the works of your
hands, * put all things at his feet:
Small and large cattle together, * along
with the beasts of the savanna,
the birds of the sky and fish of the sea, *
crossing the routes of the seas.
Yahweh
our Lord, * how glorious is your name through all the earth!