Psalm VIII.
1
O Lord, how wondrous is thy name,
How glorious and how great!
Earth cannot comprehend thy fame,
Nor Heaven thy mighty seat.
2
Thou, by the mouth of sucking Babes,
Canst bring great things to pass:
He quell'd the Enemy by his word,
Who first an Infant was.
3
When I behold the glorious Skies,
The works of thine own hand;
The Moon and Stars, which thou hast made,
As Lamps in Heaven to stand:
4
O what is Man, Lord, then I cry,
That thou dost notice take?
Or Son of Man, that thou to him
Dost such a visit make?
5
He who abased was a while,
And less than Angels made,
With Honour, and with Glory now
Is crowned, and array'd.
6
Thou hast appointed him the Lord
And Sovereign over all:
And every Creature, thou hast made,
Beneath his Feet must fall.
7
The Fowls, that in the Heaven move,
The Beasts upon the Land:
And all the Fishes in the Sea
Are under his command.
8
Therefore with an admiring Heart
My Song I will repeat,
O Lord, how wondrous is thy Name,
How glorious, and how great!
2. Metre.
1
O Lord, how wondrous is thy Name!
How great thy Glory, and thy Fame!
Through all the Earth thy Praises ring:
Nor can the Heaven it self so high
Contain the boundless Majesty
Of such a great and glorious King.
2
By Man, at first a sucking Babe,
A glorious Conquest thou hast made:
And did'st ordain, thy Foes to quell,
That he, who from an infant grew,
Should by his word alone subdue
The Prince, and all the Powers of Hell.
3
When I behold the skies so bright,
The Moon and Stars that rule the Night,
Those wonders which thy Hands did make:
O What is Man, Lord, think I now,
That thou do'st him such favour show,
And of our kind such notice take!
4
For he, who for a little space
Endur'd the Griefs of humane Race,
And lower was than Angels made,
Is now become a King renown'd,
At thy right Hand with Glory Crown'd,
And in Majestick State array'd.
5
Him Lord of all thou didst ordain,
And hast appointed him to reign,
Till all things at his Feet shall bow:
And that thy works in every place,
His Royal Dignity to grace,
Should all to him subjection owe.
6
The Beasts that in the Forests go,
The Fowls no less, and Fishes too:
Therefore I will admiring sing,
O Lord, how wondrous is thy Name!
How great thy Glory and thy Fame!
Through all the Earth thy Praises ring.
