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<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!
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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.
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When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places;
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What is man, that you keep him in mind?
the son of man, that you take him into account?
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For you have made him only a little lower than the gods, crowning him with glory and honour.
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You have made him ruler over the works of your hands;
you have put all things under his feet;
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All sheep and oxen, and all the beasts of the field;
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The birds of the air and the fish of the sea, and whatever goes through the deep waters of the seas.
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O Lord, our Lord, how noble is your name in all the earth!