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1 “To the chief musician upon Gittith, a psalm of David.” (8:2) O Eternal One our Lord, how excellent is thy name on all the earth! thou who hast set thy majesty above the heavens. 2 (8:3) Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou founded [thy] might, because of thy opponents, that thou mightest bring to silence the enemy and him that seeketh vengeance. 3 (8:4) When I behold thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast established:— 4 (8:5) What is the mortal, that thou rememberest him? and the son of man, that thou thinkest of him: 5 (8:6) Yet thou hast made him but a little less than angels, and hast crowned him with honor and glory. 6 (8:7) Thou hast given him dominion over the works of thy hands; every thing hast thou placed beneath his feet: 7 (8:8) Flocks and herds altogether, and also the beasts of the field; 8 (8:9) The birds of heaven, and the fishes of the sea, whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas. 9 (8:10) O Eternal One our Lord, how excellent is thy name on all the earth!