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1. | <To the chief music-maker on the Gittith. A Psalm. Of David.> O Lord, our Lord, whose glory is higher than the heavens, how noble is your name in all the earth! |
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. |
3. | When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places; |
4. | What is man, that you keep him in mind? the son of man, that you take him into account? |
5. | For you have made him only a little lower than the gods, crowning him with glory and honour. |
6. | You have made him ruler over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet; |
7. | All sheep and oxen, and all the beasts of the field; |
8. | The birds of the air and the fish of the sea, and whatever goes through the deep waters of the seas. |
9. | O Lord, our Lord, how noble is your name in all the earth! |
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