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To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of David.
1 O Lord our God, in all the earth how’s thy name wondrous great! who hast thy glor’ous majesty above the heavens set. 2 Out of the mouth of sucking babes thy strength thou didst ordain, that thou might’st still the enemy, and them that thee disdain.
3 When I thy fingers’ work, thy heav’ns, the moon and stars consider, 4 which thou hast set; What’s wretched man that thou dost him remember? or what’s the son of man, that thus him visited thou hast? 5 For next to angels thou hast him a little lower plac’d,
and hast with glory crowned him and comely majesty: 6 And on thy works hast given him lordly authority. 7 All hast thou put under his feet: all sheep and oxen, yea, 8 and beasts of field; Fowls of the air, and fishes of the sea,
and all that pass through paths of seas. 9 O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrously magnificent is thy name through the world!