Psalm 8 T.S.
Words: Sternhold and Hopkins, The Whole Book of Psalms Collected into English Metre
1 O God our Lord, how wonderful are thy works ev'ry where! Thy fame surmounts in dignity the highest heav'ns that are.
2 E'en by the mouth of sucking babes thou wilt confound thy foes; For in those babes thy might is seen thy graces they disclose.
3 And when I see the heav'ns above, the work of thine own hand, The sun, the moon, and all the stars in order as they stand;
4 Lord what is man, that thou of him tak'st such abundant care! Or what the son of man, whom thou to visit dost not spare!
5 For thou hast made him little less than angels in degree; And thou hast also crowned him with glorious dignity.
6 Thou hast preferred him to be lord of all thy works, and thou Hast in subjection unto him put all things here below.
7 As sheep, and neat, and all beasts else that in the fields do feed, Fowls of the air, fish of the sea, and all that therein breed,
8 O God our Lord, how excellent is thy most glorious Name In all the earth! Therefore do we praise and adore the same.