Psalms Chapter 8
Ayo, Lord, your name is pure heat all over the place! You show off your glory way beyond the heavens.
[To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of David.] O LORD our Lord, how excellent {is} thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.
You know you’re dope when even the kiddos drop knowledge, making the haters chill out.
Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger. {ordained: Heb. founded}
When I scope the skies, the work of your hands is just vibin’—the moon and stars? Total flex.
When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;
Seriously, what’s up with humans that you even vibe with us? And the son of man, why you checking us out?
What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?
You crafted us just a tad less legendary than the angels and blessed us with hella glory and respect.
For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.
You blessed us with authority over all the stuff you made; everything’s beneath us, no cap.
Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all {things} under his feet:
All the sheep and cattle, and yeah, even the wild creatures out there.
All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field; {All...: Heb. Flocks and oxen all of them}
The birds in the air, the fish in the ocean, and everything cruising through the water routes.
The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, {and whatsoever} passeth through the paths of the seas.
Ayo, Lord, your name is pure heat all over the place!
O LORD our Lord, how excellent {is} thy name in all the earth!