What a beatiful psalm this one is! How exalting it is to sing it!
Download my rendition of Psalm 8.mp3. The words of the psalm are below the fold.
O Lord our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!
You have set Your glory above the heavens
From the lips of children and infants You have ordained praise
Because of Your enemies
To silence the foe and the avenger
When I think on Your heavens, the work of Your fingers
The moon and the stars which You have set in place
What is man that You are mindful of him?
The son of man that You care for hIm?
You made him a little lower than the heavenly beings
And crowned him with glory and honor
You made him ruler over the works of Your hands
You put everything under his feet,
All flocks and herds and the beasts of the field
The birds of the air, and the fish of the sea
All that swim the paths of the sea,
O Lord our Lord how majestic is Your name in all the earth!
One can't read this psalm without one slightly blasphemous thought: Wasn't it rash of God to give us such freedom, and mastery over nature? Did He really not foresee our habit of spoiling things? Or, foreseeing it, how could He permit it, how could He bear the consequences? What future good could be worth all that? Can we possibly have the faith in ourselves that He put in us?