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!