[To the chiefe musition vpon Gittith,
a psalme of Dauid.]
O God our Lorde, howe excellent is thy name in all the earth?
for that thou hast set thy glory aboue the heauens.
Out of the mouth of very babes and sucklinges thou hast layde the foundation of thy strength for thyne aduersaries sake: that thou mightest styll the enemie and the auenger.
For I will consider thy heauens, euen the workes of thy fingers: the moone and the starres whiche thou hast ordayned.
What is man that thou art myndfull of him?
and the sonne of man that thou visitest hym?
Thou hast made hym somthyng inferiour to angels: thou hast crowned him with glory and worship.
Thou makest hym to haue dominion of the workes of thy handes: and thou hast put all thinges [in subiection] vnder his feete,
All sheepe and oxen, & also the beastes of the fielde:
the foules of the ayre, and the fishe of the sea, and whatsoeuer swymmeth in the seas.
O God our Lorde: howe excellent great is thy name in all the earth?