When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have ordained;

what is man, that you think of him? What is the son of man, that you care for him?

Yahweh, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! For the Chief Musician. Set to "The Death of the Son." A Psalm by David.

The birds of the sky, the fish of the sea, and whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

All sheep and cattle, yes, and the animals of the field,

Yahweh, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth, who has set your glory above the heavens!

For you have made him a little lower than God, and crowned him with glory and honor.

From the lips of babes and infants you have established strength, because of your adversaries, that you might silence the enemy and the avenger.

You make him ruler over the works of your hands. You have put all things under his feet: