Psalm 8

Psalm 8

O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth
Majestic is Your Name
The heav’ns above declare Your worth
And infants sing Your fame.

So glorious Your display of might
Your enemies must bow
Against You all must cease to fight
And all surrender now.

Considering the heavens grand
The moon and stars so fair
I wonder why You think of man
And treat him with such care.

With majesty and glory crowned
Just slightly less than God
For us the mysteries abound
Mere creatures made of sod.

All that You made is to us giv’n
Beneath our feet they yield
Fish in the seas and birds of heav’n
All creatures of the field.

O Lord, our Lord, we give You praise
Your glory we proclaim
Gladly our voices now we raise
Majestic is Your Name.

© 2014 J Dan Small

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