| 1 | Unto the end. For the oil and wine presses. A Psalm of David. |
| 2 | O Lord, our Lord, how admirable is your name throughout all the earth! For your magnificence is elevated above the heavens. |
| 3 | Out of the mouths of babes and infants, you have perfected praise, because of your enemies, so that you may destroy the enemy and the revenger. |
| 4 | For I will behold your heavens, the works of your fingers: the moon and the stars, which you have founded. |
| 5 | What is man, that you are mindful of him, or the son of man, that you visit him? |
| 6 | You reduced him to a little less than the Angels; you have crowned him with glory and honor, |
| 7 | and you have set him over the works of your hands. |
| 8 | You have subjected all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen, and in addition: the beasts of the field, |
| 9 | the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea, which pass through the paths of the sea. |
| 10 | O Lord, our Lord, how admirable is your name throughout all the earth! |
