Psalm 8.

Read first from the new revised standard version updated edition, then from Psalms for Praying by Nian C. Merrill.

And finally, from the message by Eugene Peterson. O Lord, Our Sovereign, how majestic is your name in all the earth.

You have set your glory above the heavens.

Out of the mouths of babes and infants, you have founded a bulwark because

of your foes to silence the enemy and the avenger. When I look at your heavens, the work of your

fingers, the moon and the stars that you have established, what are humans that you are mindful of them,

mortals that you care for them.

Yet you have made them a little lower than God and crowned them with glory and honor.

You have given them dominion over the works of your hands.

You have put all things under their feet.

All sheep and oxen, and also the beast of the field, the birds of the air, and the fish

of the sea, whatever passes along the paths of the seas.

O Lord, our sovereign, how majestic is your name in all the earth.

O love, my beloved, how powerful is your name in all the earth, you, whose glory is

sung in heaven by the angels and saints, who with the innocence and spontaneity of a child,

confound those who are mighty and proud,

you comfort the unloving and fearful.

When I look up at the heavens, at the work of love's creation, at the infinite variety

of your plan, what is woman that you rejoice in her, and man that you do delight

in him? You have made us in your image. You fill us with your love. You have made us co-creators of

the earth, guardians of the planet, to care for all your creatures, to tend the land, the sea, and the air we breathe.

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